Great Li Martial God

Han Meiyan looked at the Young Lord before her and gave a quiet nod, while in the depths of her eyes there quietly stirred an irresistible thread of enchanting intent.

The Young Lord’s eyes went unfocused almost without his realizing it, his mind thoroughly captivated, and he felt as though he had never in his life seen a woman so utterly charming.

In the next instant, he gritted his teeth and whipped around, unleashing a torrent of abuse at the guards on the wall, furious that they were blocking him from bringing his future wife into the city. In his mind it was nothing short of a capital offense.

By any normal reckoning, even as a marquis’s son, he absolutely should not have dared to make such a scene at the entrance to the imperial capital. And yet at this moment he seemed to have lost all sense of propriety.

Seeing such boldness from this Young Lord of the marquis’s house, quite a few of the people who had been blocked at the gates felt their own frustration ignited, and began joining in, shouting and cursing at the guards on the wall.

The guards of Taixuan City visibly stiffened with anger. Then a general in silver armor stepped forward from among the guards, swept a commanding look over the crowd, and shouted in a sharp voice, ”The sealing of the city is a command from the court. Anyone who continues to shout and curse will meet this blade.”

At those words, a finely crafted iron blade at a nearby guard’s hip lifted off on its own and hung in the air before the silver-armored general. Without a single visible movement on his part, the blade collapsed in the next instant into a shower of iron powder that fell softly to the ground.

At the sight, the people blocked at the imperial capital’s gates went instinctively quiet, and a flash of fear crossed more than a few of their eyes as they looked at the silver-armored general.

The Silver Soul Army was one of the elite forces that protected the capital. Every silver-armored general was selected from among the emperor’s own personal guard, and their martial cultivation was formidably deep. Moreover, they carried the emperor’s personal favor and were not the sort of people ordinary individuals could afford to antagonize.

At the same time, the Young Lord who had been shouting the loudest found a measure of clarity returning to his eyes, and as he registered what he had just done, a cold sweat immediately broke out on his back.At that, Han Meiyan reined in the enchanting intent in her eyes, and cast an almost imperceptible glance at the silver-armored general on the wall, then furrowed her brow.

She had originally intended to use the Young Lord’s identity to get herself into Taixuan City, but she had not anticipated the Great Xuan court suddenly changing its orders and sealing the entire capital, trapping those who had not yet made it inside out here at the gates.

At this moment she absolutely could not afford to act recklessly either. After all, the number of martial world figures who would dare force their way through the gates of a nation’s imperial capital was vanishingly small, and she was a demonic cultivator on top of it all.

The last thing she wanted was to agitate the Young Lord beside her any further and bring trouble down on herself.

Before the gates of the Great Xuan capital, everything went completely silent for a time, as those who feared the silver-armored general and those with their own private reasons for caution alike all fell quiet.

And at that very moment, Cao Gaoshan drove the carriage without stopping or turning aside, passing the entire backed-up crowd, and with a steady rhythm of hooves and rolling wheels aimed directly for the gates of the Great Xuan capital.

In the middle of the dead silence, this stood out as remarkably conspicuous, drawing the eyes of everyone gathered below the walls and every guard above them.

The silver-armored general standing tall on the battlements narrowed his eyes and watched the carriage and the man at the reins growing closer and closer below.

”Stop where you are.”

In the next instant, the silver-armored general gave a low shout, and the commanding pressure of his voice swept downward, making more than a few people’s ears ring.

The silver-armored general could naturally sense the Heaven-Human martial aura subtly leaking from Cao Gaoshan, and he also understood well enough that having a Heaven-Human expert serve as a coachman meant whoever was inside the carriage was not someone to take lightly.

But this was the Great Xuan imperial capital.

The capital had soldiers beyond counting, and the court’s martial world experts were as numerous as fish crossing a river.

No matter how extraordinary the other party’s background, the idea of causing trouble in Taixuan City was simply not going to happen.

Even so, even though the silver-armored general had called out a warning, Cao Gaoshan’s carriage showed not the slightest sign of stopping, and continued rolling straight toward the towering and imposing cast-iron gates of the Great Xuan capital.

The people watching all furrowed their brows, and a few whispered to each other, ”Which noble family is that from? Or perhaps imperial relatives? How brazen, not even showing any deference to a Silver Soul Army general.”

But no one answered, because no one there knew who Cao Gaoshan’s group was.

Everyone simply watched the carriage in thoughtful silence, wanting to see whether the people inside were truly bold enough to try forcing their way through the capital’s gates, or whether they would ultimately end up like the rest of them, stopped at the gates and having to back down before Taixuan City’s guards.

At the same time, Cao Gaoshan’s carriage was drawing steadily closer to Taixuan City’s gates.

And the expression on the silver-armored general’s face above the walls was visibly growing darker with every passing moment.

The next instant, before the watching eyes of all those gathered, Cao Gaoshan held the long whip in one hand while suddenly sending out a palm strike with the other, driving it downward toward the towering gates before him.

In an instant, the true qi of heaven and earth surged and churned, condensing into a sharp blade of light over a zhang in length that swept down toward the immensely thick imperial gates in a single slash.

”You are looking for death.”

The silver-armored general on the wall had been watching Cao Gaoshan without blinking, and the moment he struck, the general moved without hesitation, his figure appearing in front of the sealed gates in an instant.

He drove both fists forward, and two silver coiling serpents erupted and swept up the surrounding true qi of heaven and earth, piercing through the incoming blade light in the blink of an eye and driving directly toward Cao Gaoshan and the carriage behind him.

At the sight, Cao Gaoshan let out a quiet sigh inwardly.

As a newly advanced Heaven-Human expert, he was simply not in the same tier as the defending general. He was not the man’s equal even in a single exchange.

But not a trace of fear showed on his face, and his expression remained as composed as ever.

After all, he was not on his own.

When they had forced their way through Xuanan City’s gates earlier, he had not been a match for the commander there either. An entry-level Heaven-Human practitioner like himself had no business forcing his way through the gates of a nation’s imperial capital.

Everything depended on Li Musheng acting, and only Li Musheng could treat these people who were, from Cao Gaoshan’s perspective, lofty and far beyond his reach, as though they were nothing.

And at the very moment that thought crossed his mind, the silver serpents of martial true qi that had been surging toward them dissolved without a sound.

Then the silver-armored general who had been hovering in the air before the gates suddenly went flying backward, and with his body drove directly into the thick gates behind him.

The iron gate, cast from refined iron and over a foot thick, visibly caved inward at the point of impact, and in the next instant a lattice of jagged cracks spread from it at speed, branching and splitting outward.

The next moment, with a deafening, bone-shaking boom, the massive gates shattered and exploded outward, sending fragments flying.

The vast defensive true qi the silver-armored general had concentrated around his body collapsed along with them, and the man’s face went white as he coughed up a mouthful of blood, becoming a blur as he went flying backward.

All that remained in the center was a gap through the ruined gates just wide enough for a carriage to pass through.