There were indeed many people in the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley. It was the coming-of-age ceremony for King Qingzhu’s precious granddaughter. All the big guys in the Southern Territory were present except those who had to stay behind.
Most of the princes and ladies from the major families in the southern region came, and King Ksitigarbha, a friend of King Qingzhu, also came. Some super families from nearby regions also sent representatives.
The coming-of-age ceremony was not held in the main hall, but on the garden grass in the middle of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers.
The Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers is just like its name. It is a super garden inside, covering an area of hundreds of miles. There are all kinds of flowers planted everywhere, all year round.
Liu Ming'er, the granddaughter of King Qingzhu, was dressed like a little princess today, wearing a white pleated skirt, a sparkling gemstone necklace around her neck, and a garland on her head. She had a beautiful appearance and an elf-like temperament.
King Qingzhu's husband died young and his son also died young, leaving only a daughter-in-law and a granddaughter.
This granddaughter is smart and talented, and her personality is as gentle and charming as hers. Naturally, King Qingzhu likes her and dotes on her like a treasure.
Therefore, today's coming-of-age ceremony is very important to King Qingzhu. The preparations started half a month ago, and hundreds of young ladies were invited, as well as so many important people present to celebrate her.
There were several rows of square tables placed on the grass, with dozens of dancers dancing in the middle. There were musicians playing beautiful music next to them. The maids floated in like butterflies and served delicacies from mountains and seas.
One after another, the big shots and young ladies sent Liu Ming'er adult gifts, bringing the most sincere blessings. Liu Ming'er happily accepted them and thanked them one by one.
"The barbarians are about to descend to the lower realm, and hundreds of millions of people in the Stardust Realm are in danger... Now the leader of the three hundred Northern War Army is risking his own life to seek an audience with the Green Bamboo King."
A shocking roar came from the horizon, breaking the peaceful atmosphere on the grass.
Then the roars from Ma Ji and others came one after another, and finally hundreds of people shouted in unison.
When Jiang Han's roar sounded, the expression of Marquis Tian Yuan, who was sitting in the first row on the left, suddenly changed. He stood up suddenly and was about to fly into the air.
However, King Qingzhu, who was sitting at the top of the table, glanced over briefly, and Marquis Tianyuan did not dare to move. The other marquises did not dare to move either, their eyes intertwined with each other, and their expressions became ugly.
There was another person sitting at the top, a kind-faced old man, a little fat, who looked like a Maitreya Buddha.
He glanced in the direction where Jiang Han and others were flying. The smile on his face did not diminish, but he did not speak. He picked up a glass of wine and drank it slowly.
King Qingzhu is not young yet, but he has obviously taken the treasures of heaven and earth. He looks like a lady in her thirties, with a gentle and gentle temperament.
There was no special expression on her face, she just sat calmly without expressing any attitude or giving any orders.
"Boohoo!"
Marquis Tianyuan did not dare to move, but Lord Changlin on the periphery could not sit still. He led two powerful men at the lord level and soared into the sky to intercept Jiang Han and others.
King Qingzhu still made no statement, nor did he give any order to stop Lord Changlin, Lord Dongyang, and Lord Changfeng.
She just waved slightly, and Liu Ming'er walked next to her obediently.
King Qingzhu stretched out his hand and caressed the back of Liu Ming'er's hand, and said with a smile: "Ming'er, Marquis Tianyuan has invited the three hundred commanders of the Northern War Army to come over to celebrate your coming-of-age ceremony!"
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Tian Yuanhou's forehead. His eyes were a little frightened and a little angry. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
"Huh?"
King Ksitigarbha suddenly said: "This doll from the Bei Shang Army is a bit interesting. This method is very mysterious. Is it still at the seventh level of peeping into the Tao?"
Ksitigarbha's words attracted the attention of King Qingzhu and all the powerful men at the lord and lord level. Although everyone could not see it, they could sense the situation outside and began to sense it.
Qingzhu King glanced at it, with a strange look in her eyes. She nodded slightly and said, "It's really interesting. Ming'er, let's go. Grandma will take you to the theater."
"good!"
There was a trace of curiosity in Liu Ming'er's eyes, but she was not unhappy because the coming-of-age ceremony was interrupted.
The Green Bamboo King soared into the air. Just as she took off, she waved her hand lightly, and an invisible light wave swept away. The light wave formed a huge light shield, covering the space above the Ten Thousand Flowers Valley.
King Qingzhu took Liu Ming'er and flew into the air. They could look down at the battlefield not far away, but because of the light shield, they could not be seen outside.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
Ksitigarbha flew up immediately after him, and the other powerful men at the feudal level quickly followed. The remaining powerful men at the feudal level, as well as many young masters and ladies, all flew up.
"Yeah~"
As soon as Liu Ming'er flew up, she let out a soft cry and said, "What kind of Taoism is that? How come Lord Chang Lin and the others have become so small? And why are they so slow?"
Outside the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, two long rivers of time and space span the sky. Lord Changlin is drawn into one long river of time and space, while Lord Dongyang and Lord Changfeng are drawn into another long river of time and space.
In a long river of time and space, Jiang Han had already penetrated and was flying towards Lord Chang Lin.
What is extremely miraculous is that Jiang Han is not affected by the long river of time and space. His figure is flying around like a stream of light, and he is chopping around Chang Linjun continuously.
Every time he swung his sword, thunder-fire poison beads poured out of his sword. Unfortunately, Lord Changlin had a very powerful high-grade spiritual weapon, and the thunder-fire poison beads could not penetrate into it, and could only continue to explode outside Lord Chang Lin's body.
"Boom boom boom!"
The thunder fire poison beads exploded continuously, and Lord Changlin's body was constantly blown away.
It's not that he didn't release an attack to fight back, it's just that the speed of his attack slowed down a hundred times. As soon as he released the attack, Jiang Han dodged it, unable to cause any harm to Jiang Han.
In seven or eight breaths, Jiang Han had struck out hundreds of knives. Each time, several thunder-fire poison beads would fly out and explode continuously.
The armor outside Chang Linjun's body was very strong, but he was still injured by the aftermath of the explosion.
Blood slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of anger. If eyes could kill, he could kill Jiang Han tens of thousands of times.
"Thunder Fire Poison Pearl won't work!"
Jiang Han was secretly anxious. He turned his eyes and struck out several times in succession.
This time, instead of releasing the Thunder Fire Poison Pearl, dark golden flames spurted out from the sword.
He found that Chang Linjun's skin was a little dark, and his hair felt like black smoke was coming out. It seemed like flames could penetrate more easily?
So he released more flames to see if he could burn Lord Changlin to death.
"ah--"
Lord Chang Lin was in a worse situation this time. Although the high-grade spiritual weapon could isolate most of the flames, a small amount of flames were still shaken in.
His body was not weak, but it was still burned, and he screamed in pain.
"Hellfire?"
In the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, a powerful man at the feudal level frowned and asked in surprise: "What the commander of the Northern War Army released looks like the fire of Hell?"
"That's right!"
Marquis Tianyuan's eyes flashed, and he drank: "This is the fire of Hell, that's right. This son is a spy of the Yan clan. King Qingzhu... my subordinates requested to take action to capture this son!"
King Qingzhu didn't even look at Marquis Tianyuan, and continued to stare at the battlefield in the distance.
Liu Ming'er took a few glances and asked, "Grandma, Grandpa Ksitigarbha, is that person really from the Yan tribe?"