Chapter 779

Because he sensed a familiar aura.

When he turned and looked into the distance.

He discovered a team galloping toward the outside of the city gate.

The leader was none other than Cao Cao Zhengchun.

When he arrived, he said respectfully.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

The voice rang out, appearing extremely respectful.

"Rise, Cao Cao Zhengchun, what has happened!"

Zhao Xing said indifferently.

Then, he saw Cao Cao Zhengchun take out a token and hand it to Zhao Xing.

"Your Majesty, this token is the tiger tally of the Great Han Imperial Guard; after you drip blood to recognize the master, you can mobilize all the Imperial Guards!"

Cao Cao Zhengchun's voice rang out, causing a sharp light to flash in Zhao Xing's eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation.

He dripped blood directly onto the token.

Instantly, the token bloomed with bursts of golden-yellow light.

Immediately after, a piece of information surfaced in his mind.

This was a model of a palace, not only was the building complex.

More importantly, it was very spectacular.

When Zhao Xing stepped into it.

His expression changed.

Because he felt a vast spiritual energy from this palace.

At the same time, there was also a strong baleful aura.

Making him feel like he was having difficulty breathing.

This palace was clearly a place of ferocity.

However, he still spoke slowly.

"I know!"

After the voice fell, he walked toward the inner chamber.

When he arrived in the center of the room.

A scroll appeared in his sight.

On the scroll was a stunningly beautiful woman.

He saw that her eyes were red.

A miserable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

As if she had been isolated from the world for ten thousand years.

Zhao Xing took a step forward.

His body actually fell straight to the ground.

His originally determined face was now somewhat ferocious.

However, immediately after, he returned to normal.

Beside him, Cao Cao Zhengchun asked cautiously.

"Your Majesty, did you sense something!"

"Yes, I seem to have seen a painting!"

Zhao Xing said.

And at this time, Cao Cao Zhengchun could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

After all, if Zhao Xing really discovered some secrets, he would likely be implicated.

And as time passed.

A look of horror appeared on Zhao Xing's face.

Because the stunningly beautiful woman on the scroll.

Seemed to have come alive.

Her eyes were like two stars.

Blooming with brilliant light.

Her whole person was even more enchanting.

"What is going on!"

Zhao Xing muttered.

And Cao Cao Zhengchun was sweating profusely.

He did not know who made this painting.

But he understood the preciousness of this thing.

And just at this moment.

The woman spoke.

"Young Master Zhao, thank you for saving my life.

From now on, I am willing to follow you and serve you faithfully!"

The voice rang out, making Cao Cao Zhengchun want to vomit blood.

If this matter were to spread.

How could the Great Han Emperor still face people?

But now, he could not care about so much.

He knelt directly on the ground.

He said tremblingly.

"Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, spare my life! This servant stole this painting.

Please punish me, Your Majesty!"

His voice carried a tone of pleading.

No matter what, he was the one who lost the painting.

And Zhao Xing's face became increasingly cold at this moment.

Then, he shouted coldly.

"Cao Cao Zhengchun, do you know what crime you deserve!"

Upon hearing the voice, Cao Cao Zhengchun shivered.

He did not dare to say more, just waiting for Zhao Xing's verdict.

However, he then heard Zhao Xing's voice.

"Considering that you have followed me for many years, I will not kill you today.

But while the death penalty is spared, the living penalty is unavoidable; abolish one-tenth of your strength!"

Zhao Xing's voice rang out, and Cao Cao Zhengchun's face turned pale.

And Zhao Xing did not pay attention to him at all.

He continued.

"From today on, you are responsible for guarding Chang'an; if anyone dares to disobey my orders, kill them without mercy!"

The cold voice made Cao Cao Zhengchun not dare to say more.

However, he complained bitterly in his heart; not only did he have no merit, but he also almost got His Majesty killed.

Now he had even had one-tenth of his strength abolished.

However, he did not dare to argue a single word.

And Zhao Xing did not give him a chance.

He slammed the door and left.

Watching the back of the other party leaving, Cao Cao Zhengchun's face was incomparably pale.

And at this time, Liu Zheng arrived at the Great Han Imperial Palace.

Looking at the token in his hand, a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, the Great Han could be considered to have truly controlled the Xuanyuan Empire.

He immediately shouted.

"Where is Gao Shun!"

"This general is here!"

Upon hearing the voice, Gao Shun walked into the hall quickly.

"Pass the order to launch a full-scale attack on the Beiming Imperial Dynasty!

Remember, achieve victory at the lowest cost.

Especially ensure the safety of the army!"

The voice rang out, and Gao Shun did not delay in the slightest, retreating directly.

And a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Zheng's mouth.

Although his realm was still stuck at the fifth level of the Divine Pill Realm and had reached a bottleneck.

His combat power had increased several times.

If it weren't for waiting for the arrival of the three clans.

He would have long wanted to unify the Xuanyuan Empire.

And just at this moment.

The Xuanyuan Continent fell into chaos.

Wherever Liu Zheng's military force pointed, there was no rival.

The Beiming Saint Monarch, sitting in the Beiming Imperial Dynasty, was also retreating steadily.

Now he was at the end of his rope.

If he delayed any longer, he would definitely fall here.

However, just after he entered the depths of the Imperial Mausoleum.

He slapped away a puppet that came toward him.

A look of anger appeared in his eyes...

He prepared to retreat, but just as he was about to move.

A slight sound of footsteps rang in his ears.

Then, he saw a figure appear in his sight.

It was a man in green clothes.

His face was pale.

But he could not hide the feminine aura emanating from the other party.

It was one of the ancestors in the Beiming Imperial Dynasty.

The Beiming Evil King.

Back then, the Beiming Emperor fought with him and eventually fell on the battlefield.

Now, this ancestor had come out of the mountains.

"Jie jie, you lowly humans, all go to hell!"

After the voice fell.

On his palm appeared claw marks as black as ink.

In an instant, he grabbed toward the Beiming Saint Monarch.

How could the other party have expected to encounter such a situation?

He could not help but exclaim.

And just at this moment.

The space behind the Beiming Saint Monarch shattered.

A giant sword slashed out fiercely.

The scorching sword light blocked the heavens.

The vast momentum caused the Beiming Evil King's pupils to shrink.

Then, a sizzling sound rang out.

The Beiming Evil King turned into a cloud of blood mist in an instant.

On the other side, the Beiming Saint Monarch also reacted at the same time.

His right arm was severed.

However, he did not stop for a moment.

He ran toward the outside.

But at this time, where could he escape to?

Under Zhao Xing's order.

An array had already been set up around the Great Han army.

Even a mosquito would not be able to break through.

At this time, those Beiming Imperial Dynasty soldiers were crazily charging at the array.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

Finally, a figure fell to the ground.

It was none other than the Beiming Saint Monarch.

Now, he was incomparably disheveled, covered in blood.

The moment he knelt on the ground.

A figure stood in front of him.

This person was none other than Zhao Xing.

"Your Majesty, spare my life!"

His voice carried a tone of panic.

And just at this moment, Zhao Xing said slowly.

"Beiming Saint Monarch, you are worthy of being the person I have my eye on.

However, since you have submitted to my Great Han.

You must accept your fate.

Otherwise, I don't mind destroying the Beiming Imperial Dynasty!"

Upon hearing the voice, a look of horror appeared on the Beiming Saint Monarch's face.

Zhao Xing's dominance exceeded his expectations.