Star Trace Gate

Chapter 968 Prince Huai, Stop Now! The outside is full of bald heads.

Beifeng Town, Inner Prefecture.

The monk Moro stood with his hands behind his back at the entrance of the main hall, and asked calmly, "How is the situation with the three teleportation arrays?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, my spies have sent back news that the three thousand guard monks of the Martial Monks' Mansion have split into three groups and arrived at the three teleportation arrays. They are currently engaged in battle with the captured rebels. I specifically inquired and learned that Wang Anquan is still at the number one teleportation array and has not successfully escaped. It's only a matter of time before he is captured on the spot." A civil official from the Inner Court replied with his fists clasped. "After all, he only has about thirty captured soldiers with him, who can't cause any real trouble."

"Hmm." After a moment's thought, Moro immediately ordered, "Send a message to your informant right away, telling him to inform the military officer of the Imperial Guard that Wang Anquan must be brought back alive. No one is allowed to harm a hair on his head. If Wang Anquan dies or escapes, then don't blame me for being ruthless. All of these thousand-plus Imperial Guard monks will be buried with Wang Anquan."

"As ordered!"

"Go."

After the two finished their conversation, the civil official jogged away.

As Moro watched him leave, he breathed a long sigh of relief. Then he looked towards the direction of the No. 3 Treasure Spring Teleportation Array, where thunder roared and divine magic shook the heavens and earth. He murmured with deep emotion, "I've been so careful and cautious, thinking I've seen enough... but I never expected that the hidden talents in North Wind Town would still leave me so embarrassed and caught off guard."

If Yu Tiange made a mistake, the first thing to blame would be the Heavenly Dao and his teammates; but Moro, who has now regained control of the situation, is filled with lingering fear and self-blame.

To be honest, he was completely unaware of the events at the naval base tonight, and hadn't anticipated anything. Only after Wang Tudou informed him did he begin to react accordingly, gradually turning the tide and slowly pushing the entire situation in his favor. Even amidst the chaos, he suddenly realized he could use this opportunity to eliminate that "hidden danger" that posed a threat to him…

Objectively speaking, Moro's performance tonight was definitely at the level of a "chess player".

But this so-called chess player should be someone who sees everything, hears everything, and has a complete grasp of the game's direction. Yet, with such a major upheaval occurring in the garrison, he, as the head of the inner court, is completely unaware. Doesn't that make him somewhat unworthy of the title?

Actually, that's not the case. Moro was unaware of the changes at the garrison headquarters mainly because his attention tonight wasn't on that place or on the Wang family, but rather on the matter of eliminating Niu Dali.

Moro came to Northwind Town with only one thing in mind: to do something discreetly. And in this matter, Niu Dali was the ideal scapegoat. That's why he invited Feng Yiyang, the commander of the Gray Robe Camp, to play chess in the inner palace late at night, and to wait together for the news brought back by the hundred-plus assassins.

The fifth-rank, black-clad leader who fought Niu Dali in Du Village was one of his five high-ranking monks. Niu Dali left at noon today, and given their speed of movement (around twenty people), they would be completely out of the Tiandu region by tomorrow. Therefore, he couldn't wait. Otherwise, if Niu Dali went too far and entered the territory of other forces, the assassination attempt would be fraught with unforeseen circumstances and accidents, causing the entire incident to spiral out of control.

In Moro's plan, he also intended to take action against Wang Anquan, but that would only be done after Niu Dali had "completely disappeared." He would then gradually lay the groundwork and achieve his goal without any risk. However, he never expected that Yu Tiange would come to Beifeng Town. Yu Tiange was incredibly reckless and launched the rebellion plan a thousand times more hasty than Moro himself.

Therefore, he only issued several forceful orders to mobilize troops out of sheer desperation, offending many people in the process, including the dozen or so military officers under the commander. Fortunately, he achieved his goal, and could also conveniently eliminate the potential threat of the young monk Zhenyi…

As for why the young monk Zhenyi was a potential threat to him, perhaps only Moro himself knows the answer.

At the entrance of the main hall of the inner palace, after listening to the civil official's account, Moro already knew that the situation with the three teleportation arrays was definitely settled. So he breathed a long sigh of relief and turned around to shout, "Someone, prepare the carriage. I'm going to the garrison headquarters now."

"Yes."

The palace official who was standing outside the door hurriedly replied and then rushed to the front yard to prepare.

Before long, Moro rode in a carriage and leisurely made his way to the garrison headquarters.

His reason for going there in person was to witness the death of the young monk Zhenyi and, amidst the chaos, to forcibly take control of the garrison and take over the Wang family.

He would never let go of this lucrative opportunity, much less hand it over to anyone else.

……

Inside the garrison headquarters, in a secret underground chamber.

A surge of malevolent blood energy suddenly erupted from Ren Ye's body, turning his eyes bloodshot and causing hundreds of blinding black lights to burst forth from his entire body.

The hundreds of black lights enveloped his body in a perfectly round shape, almost solidifying into a tangible form, like inverted black ice. They flowed like a diamond shield, not only completely concealing his physical aura but also granting him a defensive ability akin to a surging "protective magic weapon."

The source of this blood energy was a drop of essence blood from a fifth-grade evil cultivator. Little Bad King bought a total of three drops in the bustling market of West Tower in Tiandu, mainly to conceal the aura of order emanating from his body, and also to enhance his physical defense capabilities at crucial moments.

"boom!!!"

Ren also drew upon his essence and blood, fusing it into the star core within his abdomen. Then, he unleashed a torrent of blood energy, delivering a single, explosive punch that struck out at Monk Fulai.

With a single punch, the void twisted and crumbled inch by inch.

Monk Fulai stared at Little Bad King in utter bewilderment, exclaiming in astonishment, "Your physical body... it's... it's actually this powerful?!"

He knew that Monk Zhenyi was no ordinary person and would be difficult to deal with, but he never expected that this kid was actually a genuine "martial monk," someone who had cultivated an ultimate physical body. The power of the punch he unleashed was in no way inferior to the divine power of a fifth-grade cultivator.

This is incredible. After all, most of the monks at Tianzhao Temple practice chaotic and evil arts, mainly using various strange and secret techniques, such as poison, soul control, witchcraft, and corrupt Buddhism. There are people who specialize in cultivating the physical body, but they are very rare.

But what he didn't know was that Ren Ye wasn't a chaotic person at all, but rather a very experienced punching bag within the Fulong Pavilion, and also the most cunning and talented undercover agent in the Divine Court. His punch at that moment wasn't actually using his full strength, let alone instantly reaching the Emperor Realm; otherwise, Monk Fulai would already be a corpse.

Of course, he couldn't "instantly enter" and attack someone twenty times stronger than a Supreme Emperor. That level of power is like defecating; it requires a sudden flash of inspiration and a moment of enlightenment before it can be unleashed. If one were to be very persistent and actively try to trigger it with a strong sense of self-interest, it would be extremely difficult.

When he fought the young marquis at the imperial tomb, the other party sat below the stage and waited for him for several days before the little rascal finally felt the right feeling, and after a moment of enlightenment, he entered the imperial realm and fought fairly on the stage.

Ren Ye's purpose in drawing upon that drop of essence blood was to conceal his Emperor Body aura, thereby allowing him to unleash his unparalleled physical combat power to a certain extent. However, this absolutely could not be excessive or forced. If he exerted too much effort to raise his blood and qi, the imperial qi within his body would instantly evaporate the evil energy in his essence blood, thus exposing himself in an instant.

Therefore, he had to hold back and suppress his physical abilities to a level that could be concealed by the blood essence of evil cultivators.

However, this level is already abnormal enough. After all, Mr. Xu guided him into the Emperor's Tomb to improve his physical abilities, enabling him to successfully devour the Great Emperor's enlightenment blood, enter the Emperor's realm, undergo a physical transformation, and have his imperial bloodline revived.

It's no exaggeration to say that, looking across the entire migration area, there are very few peers who can rival Ren Ye in terms of physical strength.

Even someone as proud as the young marquis, a peerless genius with an indomitable Dao intent, had his Dao heart shattered by Ren Ye, who then produced the famous saying "You and I shine together," before sending him to the migration site for "special training."

"Bang bang bang...!"

Inside the underground chamber, the deafening roar of the void shattering relentlessly echoed in the ears of Monk Fulai.

He stared at his opponent in astonishment, not daring to confront him head-on with his physical strength. He simply dodged and raised his hand to condense a finger shadow of the "Dongxuan Vajra Finger" to block.

The shadow of the Vajra Finger contains a mysterious power of salvation; a single finger strike can cause the opponent's mind to wander and their body to be trapped.

"Boom!"

With one force, all laws are broken. Ren Ye's evil fist, when it reached forward, completely shattered the Dongxuan Finger Shadow, causing its divine power to collapse and the underground chamber to shake violently.

The evil cultivator's blood and qi surged, colliding and merging with the divine aura dissipating from the Cave Profound Finger. The two mixed together, forming a spiritual energy storm that tore through the void, instantly sending both of their bodies flying.

After flying dozens of meters, Monk Fulai finally came to a stop; Ren Ye, not far away, threw a punch and flew towards the exit of the underground chamber.

He didn't spout any nonsense or make any threats, nor did he even glance back at the bald monk. He simply covered his crotch, buried his head, and fled in a sorry state toward the exit as fast as he could.

They're off! They're off! They'll run as far as they can!

As for the Little Scoundrel, he could certainly guess that the monk Fulai wanted to kill him because he was acting on Moro's orders. But he couldn't guess why Shabi Moro wanted to kill him.

He racked his brains but couldn't understand why the other party would want to kill him when they had no grudges against each other and no conflict of interest.

Actually, even before entering the underground chamber, Little Bad King had already sensed something was wrong. The monk Fu Lai had dismissed the other civil officials in the supply depot and was about to lead him to a secluded place—something a former anti-fraud officer could intuitively sense. Then, after entering the chamber, the monk demanded his communication jade disc… At that moment, he completely realized that the monk definitely wanted to kill him.

The monk Fulai wanted the Spirit Jade Disc to prevent the Little Bad King from using it to tell Master Yuyang the truth when he faced a life-or-death crisis.

Therefore, he did not hesitate to strike first, catching Fu Lai off guard, and then prepared to make a run for it.

There are many formidable enemies, and their current situation is unclear. To engage them head-on in a desperate fight would be utterly insane. He can only leave now and plan his next move.

"Whoosh...!"

Without a moment's hesitation, the little rascal rushed to the entrance of the underground chamber, then leaped up and was about to dart up the top step to leave.

"Tap tap...!"

Just then, Feng Yiyang, the commander of the Gray Robe Camp, led more than twenty high-ranking monk soldiers and stormed in from the ground, bumping right into Ren Ye.

The two stared at each other, the atmosphere extremely awkward. Feng Yiyang had never expected that Monk Fulai would fail to stop the other party immediately.

The clever little rascal was the first to react, and his face turned deathly pale as he shouted, "Quick, go and see! For some reason, Master Fulai... has actually died in the corridor... his body is right there in the corridor...!"

"Huh?!" Feng Yiyang was slightly confused.

"Boom boom boom...!"

Ren seized the opportunity, raised his hand and crushed six soul-summoning talismans in succession. He then quickly summoned the imprisoned spirits within them and launched a sudden attack on Feng Yiyang and the others.

He bought these soul-summoning talismans in the bustling West Tower area of ​​Tianzhao City. There were twelve in total, and while the price wasn't too high, their quality wasn't particularly advanced either. The souls imprisoned within ranged from those at the Great Perfection of the Third Rank to those at the Initial Stage of the Fourth Rank. They could be somewhat effective against ordinary cultivators, but they were less effective against these battle-hardened high-ranking monk soldiers.