C569 Chaos in the Blood Mansion (2)

In order to find the culprit, Blood Illusion Valley had sent out all her manpower to search the mountain. As expected, her efforts paid off, and she finally found the medallion of the Duke's Mansion on a slightly shorter cliff, along with the imprint of the official's boots worn by the imperial government officials.

Adding on the army of the Nine Kings surrounding Blood Illusion Valley, even fools would know that this was secretly crossing Chen Cang on the road of cultivation!

Since they had locked onto the target of their enemies, the rest of the Blood Illusion Valley s, led by their ancestor, Yin Busan, almost all had red eyes, gritted their teeth and roared hysterically: "This battle, will not end until one of us dies!"

Sword League and Nightmare Villa, who were bystanders, originally didn't have to participate in it. However, with just one sentence from Yin Busan, they changed their minds and wished to leave.

Yin Busan said to the people of the Sword League simply, there was only one promise left.

Its contents are:

The treasure that the two sects were guarding had been stolen by the nine kings. If they did not take it back, then there would be no need for the two gangs to continue fighting over it in the future.

And if Sword League snatches the treasure back first, then the treasure would be in Sword League's custody, and the next competition between the two would end the ownership of the treasure, and Blood Illusion Valley would be willing to give up the ownership of the treasure.

The truth was that the two gangs had been fighting for so long. It wasn't all the accumulated hatred and hatred between the two sects, so this strange and magical treasure was inevitable.

Legend has it that this treasure was abandoned by a girl that was the favorite of the two founding ancestors. However, this treasure could gather a lot of spiritual energy, so it was left behind by the two of them as a legacy treasure.

However, since there was only one, the two sects had to secretly compete with each other every ten years to decide on the ownership of the treasure. And since there was only one, the two sects had to secretly compete with each other to determine the ownership of the treasure.

But even if the Blood Illusion Valley could endure the lack of this treasure, the people from the Sword League could not. This was simply disgraceful to the ancestors, and everyone below Li Fenghun had a dark expression on their faces, as if they were inviting others to fight with their lives on the line.

As for the Nightmare Villa, it was easier to deal with them. With the two sects working together and the nine kings acting suddenly, it was already hard for the people of the Nightmare Villa to back down.

As a result, the three major clans once again went all out, their targets from the north to south were all the nine king's power, and the elite forces of the three major clans secretly headed towards the Ninth Prince Palace in the imperial city. Their goal was simple, to capture the thief and capture the king first.

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The Nine Kings were once the commander-in-chiefs of Northern Army after all. Although he had suffered heavy injuries due to lack of preparation, a skinny camel was still bigger than a horse, and he still had some strength left in his hands. However, these were all trump cards that would turn the tables in the future.

But did he have a choice? Even if he were to shut his mouth and take a loss, the loss of these forces, in addition to offending two great empires abroad, would mean his enthronement was doomed.

Then why not fight back with everything he had? Even if he had to fight to the death, he would make sure that the main culprits of this fight wouldn't be able to survive.

Furthermore, the nine kings had no one to rely on. At the very most, he would only be imprisoned for his life. That aloof royal brother would definitely not let him die so easily. He would protect his life.

Since he was not going to die, he would fight back with all his might and let those three big gangs, which had blocked him, have a taste of the consequences of being destroyed.

Thinking about it, the Nine King sent his men to inform the private army that had not rushed to Northern border to head south, encircling and annihilating the members of the three big gangs, not caring about death at all.

Of course, in order to have a chance at survival, at the end of the order, the Nine Kings repeatedly emphasized that there should be no conflicts with the local garrison, and even more so, no harm to the civilians.

This somewhat harsh order was carried out by the army of the Nine King's direct descendant at the beginning, and they didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest. However, what made them feel strange was, other than being unable to enter the capital's five hundred mile area and the large cities, even if they were to march under the city, no one would stop them or even encircle and annihilate them.

Just as if they were deliberately allowing them to battle with the people of the Blood Illusion Valley, at the same time that the leader was puzzled, he had also put down his worries of vigilance and focused on dealing with the three major gangs led by the Blood Illusion Valley.

With the intervention of the army, Blood Illusion Valley's actions were not that easy. Many of the nine king's secret forces all ran out of the city to seek for the army's protection. As for the three great sects, they could only watch as the army helplessly stomped their feet on the ground.

However, no one would be foolish enough to break their wrists with a troop of soldiers. Could the little finger move its thighs?

Since there was no way to directly attack an army, then there was only assassination and sneak attacks.

So on one hand, they were meticulous in their planning and planning, and occasionally they succeeded. On the other hand, they arranged their troops to be on guard against night and day, and they didn't suffer all the time.

Just like this, in the Honglong Empire, many of the spectators were still enjoying the show, and some even hoped that this good show would not suddenly stop. This would definitely make many people exclaim in joy, but at the same time, shake their heads in regret.

A few days later, when the war was in a state of anxiety everywhere, a secret squad sneaked into the imperial capital and secretly hid themselves in the back streets of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, like a poisonous snake searching for food, waiting for an opportunity to make their move.

This small team was none other than the elite strength of the three major gangs led by the Blood Illusion Valley. Their arrival also pushed the 'chaos in the Blood Province', which shook the entire Empire, to the climax.

It was night. The entire imperial city had descended into its usual tranquility. Even the lights in the Ninth Marquis' Mansion had been extinguished. It was as if everyone in it had fallen into a deep sleep.

The group of men in black moved quickly, and with just a few flashes, they entered the mansion from the back street of the Ninth Prince's Mansion. The whole process took place in one breath, and there was not even the slightest sound.

It was not surprising for a person to arrive like this, but soon after, a group of men in black followed. They were all so fast and capable that they made people nod in praise of him as an 'elite'.

The group of men in black moved smoothly, with almost no problems. They moved at an extremely fast speed towards the center of the mansion.

However, just as they were about to arrive at the bedroom where the nine kings slept, none of the black-clothed men were able to take even half a step forward.

This was because they were no longer surrounded by the dark night, but rather, torches brightly lit like day. It was not one, but many. If one person held a torch, it would mean that the number of soldiers waiting in ambush at this place was no less than a thousand.

"It's not good to be ambushed!" "Pfft!"

"Hmph, since you've come, can you still run? Kill them for This King, and don't leave a single one alive! "

Thus, a bloody battle began in the prince's mansion.

The black-clothed man's side was powerful, and the personal guards of the mansion were all fearless. However, there was a fatal gap in numbers between the two sides, and the two sides didn't compete in a one-on-one fight according to the rules of the martial arts world. Instead, they chose to fight against each other in a group, or in a group fight.

Very soon, the black-clothed man was severely injured and fell to the ground. Of course, his fate was not to wait for his capture, but rather to have his red-eyed bodyguard cut him up into pieces and continue besieging the next black-clothed man.

As a result, the price paid for the death of the man in black was very high. Not a single one of the men in black died a tragic death. Of course, the King's Manor had to pay seven to eight hundred casualties to achieve such a result.

On the morning of the second day, the heads of less than thirty men in black were hung high above the city walls. Of course, soon an imperial edict was sent to the city which led to the withdrawal of the nine kings.

However, since they could not submit their heads to the public, they could only choose another method. Thus, the thirty plus heads, together with the flesh and blood that they had cleaned up that night, were mixed together and fed to nearly a hundred big black dogs in front of the imperial city.

What was this? This was a slap to the face!

Those thirty people were the elites of the three big gangs, including some core disciples. How could this not make the three big gangs feel heartbroken?

But the core disciples who were normally looked up to in the martial arts world, were actually fed dogs by others after death and in front of everyone's eyes. How could this not cause the three big gangs to get excited and make the Ninth Prince pay?

With the advantage of their movement techniques, the three major gangs had gathered all of their disciples and troops to carry out a sneak attack. With the three great Grade Nine Expert personally taking action, the speed at which they harvested human heads was almost as fast as the wheat cutting machines used in modern times.

As a result, the troops were dispersed one by one, and the direct line generals were killed one by one. The battle in the north was once again on the verge of collapse.

This time, there was no need for the Ninth Prince to order them anymore. The dozen or so troops that had not been annihilated decisively gathered together and became a huge force. They even sent out a small group of troops as bait, with the remaining army lying in ambush at the side.

Although this army had been beaten to a miserable state with only a few handicapped veterans remaining, this battle had still dealt severe damage to the three big gangs. Even Grade Nine Expert had suffered internal injuries after blocking a few more crossbow bolts, and as for the other low levelled disciples, they had suffered even more casualties.

After this battle, the private army of the Nine Kings North could be said to have been completely wiped out. Aside from a few troops that had run to the border ahead of time, the names of all the other private troops could be wiped from the annals of history and military records.

Apart from the near annihilation of the armed forces, the ones that suffered the most were the various strongholds and relay stations that had been built up over the spring and autumn. One had to know that this loss was even more painful to the Ninth King than the annihilation of several armies.

After all, those were things that he had arranged and left behind for the Northern Army back then. If he was asked to lay them out untouched now, perhaps the only ones waiting for him would be the poison wine or the white silk.

And this was not only because of the sudden turmoil, but also because of the fact that he had completely offended the high ranking powers of the two empires, Xuan Ming and Hu Xiao.

Looking at the final piece of information, the nine kings collapsed to the ground. It could be said that all the hard work they had put into their lives had all gone down the drain. Their dreams had been shattered just like that.