The closer you get to Shengming City, the surrounding scenery becomes more and more familiar. Even the Ming Dynasty once had its capital here.
After millions of years of prosperity and development, the urban area of Shengming City has continued to expand, and now it covers an area of thousands of miles, with at least one billion humans living in the city.
It is not an exaggeration to call it a country within a city.
After wandering around the outer city for most of the day, Zhang Ruochen headed towards the inner city. The streets and alleys became more prosperous, and some strong human beings with strong cultivation levels could be seen everywhere.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen smelled a faint smell of blood coming from a mansion on the left.
Outside the mansion, there was a group of sergeants wearing black armor.
They were riding on the backs of wild beasts, exuding a cold aura and surrounding the entire mansion.
There were even four formation mages in the army, who set up a large formation to cover the mansion and prevent anyone from escaping from it.
Zhang Ruochen grabbed a martial arts monk from the Tianji realm and asked him what was going on?
The martial arts monk said: "That is the Canglong Army of the Lingxiao Palace, and they are hunting down the remnants of the previous dynasty."
"The remnants of the previous dynasty... Mingtang?" Zhang Ruochen asked.
"It's not Mingtang. It is said that this mansion is inhabited by a descendant of the royal Zhang family. They have been hiding in Shengming City and were only discovered recently." The martial arts monk said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Zhang Ruochen revealed a strange light, and then beat the martial arts monk away.
After walking around the mansion, Zhang Ruochen found a weakly defended position, used space power to break a gap in the formation, and broke in quietly.
Until now, Zhang Ruochen had no news about the royal Zhang family. Now that he finally had a clue, he naturally wanted to go in and investigate.
Entering the mansion, the smell of blood becomes even stronger.
On the ground, there were all dead bodies, not just some monks who had practiced martial arts, but also many ordinary people, and even the bodies of children and the elderly.
There was blood all over the corridor.
Some of the houses were bursting with flames, and people were screaming inside. Soon they became quiet and lost their voice.
Zhang Ruochen took a deep breath and came outside the lobby.
Outside the door of the lobby, there is a team of cold Canglong troops standing on each side, guarding there.
A general of the Canglong Army was sitting at the top. He looked about thirty years old, with a strong back and a muscular body, and his eyes exuded an icy cold air.
This person's name is Xie Kui.
Below, kneeling were thirteen monks in gorgeous clothes. They were not ordinary people.
In addition, dozens of people fell to the ground, all of whom had their necks chopped off.
Xie Kui said in a deep voice: "You'd better tell me honestly, where are the other remnants of the previous dynasty hiding? Whoever tells you first, I, the general, will spare his life."
Immediately, Xie Kui pointed his finger at an eleven or twelve year old boy and said, "Say."
A two-meter-tall sergeant walked up to the young man, carrying a broad heavy sword. With a sneer in his eyes, he hung the heavy sword over the young man's head.
Obviously, if the young man doesn't say something valuable, he will be in a different place immediately.
The boy was still very young, and he was very scared in his heart, but his eyes showed a firm look. While shaking, he said: "You... you will not die well... When the emperor returns, we will definitely be able to take back everything we once had."
Xie Kui shook his head and waved gently.
The burly sergeant, who was two meters tall, smiled, raised his heavy sword, and swung down suddenly.
The thirteen monks kneeling on the ground all closed their eyes tightly, and one of the women even cried softly.
"Snapped!"
A crisp sound sounded.
The broad heavy sword was broken into two pieces out of thin air.
Half of it fell to the ground with a clang.
"who?"
The Canglong Army present will immediately draw out their weapons and emit an astonishing evil aura.
Xie Kui was still sitting calmly on the chair, looking around in all directions, and laughed: "Have the masters of the Zhang family finally arrived? I thought that I couldn't force you out."
"Wow!"
Zhang Ruochen was wearing a meteor invisibility cloak, standing beside the young man, his body showing a translucent form, and said: "Are you from the Lingxiao Palace?"
Xie Kui knew that the other party was a master and did not dare to look down upon him. He immediately stood up and said: "The Lingxiao Heavenly Palace is stationed in Shengming City just to clean up the remnants of the previous dynasty and establish a peaceful and prosperous age. You Zhang family people are too stubborn.
Eight hundred years have passed and we are still thinking about restoring the country."
Zhang Ruochen confirmed the other party's identity, then nodded, his voice a little cold, and said: "You have killed so many innocent people, should you pay some price?"
"If you want us to pay the price, it depends on whether you are that capable?"
Xie Kui ordered, "Do it."
The two-meter-tall burly sergeant closest to Zhang Ruochen waved the broken knife in his hand and struck at Zhang Ruochen's neck.
"Bang!"
Zhang Ruochen pushed out with a palm and hit him in the chest.
Suddenly, all the bones in the soldier's body turned into powder, like a ball of soft meat, spread out on the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Ruochen formed a sword formula with his fingers, and thousands of sword energy condensed in the sky above the entire mansion, and flew out at the same time.
"Pfft."
As the sword energy flew, the sergeants of the Canglong Army fell to the ground one by one.
Xie Kui was shocked. He didn't expect that the master who came over was so powerful. So he immediately took out a light talisman and burned a message, hoping to send the message out.
However, before he could hit the light talisman, Zhang Ruochen's palm print had already landed on him.
There was a blazing flame on the palm print, which burned Xie Kui's body red, and finally turned it into ashes.
The entire mansion became quite quiet.
In just a moment, the sergeant of the Canglong Army died cleanly.
"Thank you so much, my benefactor, for coming to the rescue."
"May I ask your grace, your surname?"
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On the ground, thirteen descendants of the Zhang family stood up one after another and thanked Zhang Ruochen.
"I am also a descendant of the Zhang family."
Zhang Ruochen wore a golden mask, stared at one of the men with the highest cultivation level, and asked, "Can you take me to meet other Zhang family members?"
That man is the owner of this mansion, his name is Zhang Fengxing, and his cultivation level has reached the fourth transformation of fish and dragon.
Zhang Fengxing had a troubled look on his face.
It was obvious that he was not completely at ease with Zhang Ruochen and had concerns.
The eleven or twelve-year-old boy admired Zhang Ruochen very much. Just now, Zhang Ruochen's fighting prowess was like that of the God of War descending to earth. He had an unrivaled aura and could kill even a master like Xie Kui with one palm.
Being able to see such a powerful person made the young man very excited and wanted to have the same power as Zhang Ruochen.
So, he immediately said: "Father, this big brother, who killed hundreds of Canglong Army sergeants in a row, must not be from the imperial court."
Zhang Fengxing is a sophisticated man, not as simple as his son. He did not trust Zhang Ruochen easily. He said: "I must report this matter to the superiors before I can make a decision. I hope you can understand."
"It doesn't matter. There are still some people behind me who haven't gotten rid of me. It doesn't hurt to wait a little longer." Zhang Ruochen said.