The three brothers’ eyes were all fixed on Li Chenzhou, who sat at the head of the table, focusing on the Iron Fist that rested on the armrest, waiting for the commands to be issued.
The atmosphere became so tense that even the light inside the hall seemed to freeze.
But the situation outside on the battlefield was even more severe.
Still, no one thought that Li Chenzhou would choose to retreat at this time.
Perhaps others would.
But Li Chenzhou definitely would not.
Because he was Li Chenzhou, he was the kind of person who faced difficulties head-on.
Li Chenzhou had already understood all the situations.
His heart was heavy with sorrow, his expression solemn, and the flames of anger and the calmness of thought formed a polarization in his mind.
Reason told him that at this time, with the situation still unclear, even if the Black Wind Village Chief was still in Yingtianfu and Black Wind Village was headless, there was no guarantee that the other side didn’t have any sinister ambush, so he should temporarily swallow his anger and wait for Liu Wu and Zhao Shirong to come back before making long-term plans.
But anger told him there was no time to spare, and he must personally go to Hui Prefecture and obliterate Black Wind Village now.
If Liu Sui Feng and Zhao Shirong were here now, they would certainly advise him to make long-term plans.
However, since those two were not here, he decided on his own.
He waved his hand, his face stern as he gave the order, "Prepare the fastest horses, Lao San and Lao Si guard the home, Lao Er take the core members of the gang, gather ’Jiangnan Thunderbolt Hall’, ’Nangong Family’, ’Shangguan Family’, ’Iron Armor Sword Sect’, ’Blue Waves Sword Sect’, ’South Sea Sword Sect’, ’Zhongnan Sword Sect’, ’Five Tigers Peng Sect’ experts... follow me on the campaign, we must not give those bandits any breathing room, obliterate the village in seven days!"
The three brothers’ faces became stern, and they immediately stood up to salute and take orders.
Even though they still had not figured out who the mysterious people behind the attacks from Black Wind Village were, how did that matter?
With Li Chenzhou, the Conqueror of the World, deciding to make a move, besides the Black Wind Village Chief, who else could stop him?
Yet, the three also knew.
With the Black Wind Village Chief possessing the Divine Eagle as a mount zipping high up in the sky, this campaign would inevitably lead to the eldest brother engaging in a world-shattering battle with the legendary bandit.
Because they already blindly believed in Li Chenzhou and the Power Gang; the campaign would surely be victorious!
Inside the deep palace,
Taking advantage of a gap when the Imperial Army patrols were absent,
A colossal black shadow quickly swept across the sky.
Three figures nearly leaped from a frightening height of over thirty yards above the ground.
Such height could shatter many Martial World experts, who deemed themselves masters of Qinggong, into mush.
These three madmen were likely the same.
However, one of the tall and thin figures was the first to fall. Mid-air, he suddenly flipped over, upside-down, his hands seemingly strumming on invisible strings twice.
A nearly invisible reflection flashed under the moonlight and disappeared.
When that tall, thin figure descended to ten yards above the ground, he flipped again, landing upside-down once more. His figure bizarrely paused mid-air as if suspended.
But upon closer inspection, one could see a barely visible string under his feet, connecting to corners of four-story-high temple eaves on both sides.
Amidst the slight fluttering sound of his clothes,
Another figure fell. The thin figure raised his hand, and a burst of Qi Force struck the falling figure’s hands.
The string slightly curved into an arch.
The falling figure took advantage of the bounce, his body flipping like a spinning top to land.
When the third person, a burly man carrying a huge saber and resembling an iron bull, smashed downwards,
The tall, thin figure sighed inwardly and simultaneously struck with both hands, sending two Qi Forces directly blasting against the soles of the burly man at both Yongquan acupoints.
Jiang Dali felt a warmth under his feet. Originally without leverage, he now barely managed to find some.
Without hesitation, he used the Sky Dragon Seven Steps, his figure sweeping across mid-air, and as he descended, both palms erupted with a violent suction force, clinging to Qiao Feng who was there to meet him.
After these successive buffers, they finally landed with a soft thud.
Hence, the three safely landed.
Demon Hawk flew by thirty yards high, yet it did not alert the Imperial Army.
Dongfang Bubai retracted the string, his figure, like a paper kite, fluttering down. Beneath the mask, his bright eyes flashed as he transmitted his voice to the others.
"Split into three directions according to the plan. If encountering anything, do not act rashly unless absolutely necessary."
"That’s unnecessary for you to teach. I certainly do not want to battle an old monster alone!"
Jiang Dali transmitted his voice with a light snort.
"The drinking has been disruptive, and now I reek of alcohol. I hope no one has such a keen nose."
Qiao Feng sniffed his clothes and shook his head.
"You take the less crowded places; I’ll take the more crowded ones. I really want to see what this concubine banished to the Cold Palace looks like. Is she really past her prime?"
Jiang Dali adjusted the black scarf covering his face, his wild eyes scanning left and right before quickly moving towards a brightly lit direction...
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