Jiang Ming's gaze swept over the words on the golden scroll.
Countless images appeared in Jiang Ming's mind.
Finally, when he saw the last sentence, Jiang Ming's eyes narrowed slightly.
An imposing giant city appeared in his mind.
That was Yuzhong Pass, one of the three great northern passes of the Rainbow Kingdom.
It was winter, and the majestic city stood between the mountains, blocking the crucial road, like an impregnable fortress.
Snowflakes fell from the sky, snow and blood covered the ancient and solemn Yuzhong Pass.
On the city walls, watchtowers stood tall, and soldiers gazed into the distance.
In the distance, countless troops swarmed around like an army of ants.
The eight bronze bells scattered throughout the city were rung, and the city became bustling once again.
In the city, several generals in thick fur robes gathered to discuss military affairs.
A young general entered the council hall, one hand gripping a heavy longsword, the other caressing the armor on his chest, his gaze sharp as an eagle, exuding a powerful aura.
The other generals saluted him in unison.
This young general came from the Brocade Guard, with a strong background, rumored to have a close relationship with the lord in the Capital City, which allowed him to easily suppress these seasoned generals.
"I won't say much else, you must know, behind us are the common people, the lights of ten thousand families, the emperor of the Rainbow Kingdom, whoever dares to betray will end up like this table!"
With a flash of his sword, the table was neatly sliced in half.
The other generals hastily swore to comply.
They all knew that the high-ranking commanders of the Northern Garrison collectively betrayed, otherwise it wouldn't have been so easily breached.
At the same time, these generals were puzzled; those betraying generals were known to them, not iron-willed but at least competent soldiers, why would they easily betray?
The fall of the Northern Garrison enraged the court of the Capital City, even dispatching the notorious Brocade Guard to suppress it.
Yet at this moment, everyone suddenly froze.
As if someone had cast a Body Stabilization Skill on them.
The militaristic council chamber became eerily silent.
"The Brocade Guard of the Rainbow Kingdom? How interesting."
A yellow talisman was removed, and a figure gradually became solid from transparency.
It was a young man.
Handsome yet with a shadowy aura, his blue robe appeared a bit wanton.
His hands were making continuous seals.
"But how could mortals understand the methods of us Immortal Masters, go, open the city gates, and welcome the army of my empire."
The young man muttered softly, with a wave of his finger, a gray mist flew out and landed on the foreheads of some generals in the council hall.
Like sculptures injected with new souls, they moved uniformly.
"Yes, my master."
Including the young general, everyone knelt in unison, saluting the young man.
The young man nodded, watching them leave the council hall, and followed suit.
At the same time, he began to reattach the talisman he had removed.
"Useless things, always needing me to take action myself..."
Before the words finished, the talisman was not yet applied.
The bodies of the young general and the other commanders suddenly exploded.
Countless blood splattered onto the young man.
From above, phosphorescent powder mixed with blood, combining into a vibrant color.
"Damn it!"
The young man hurriedly applied the talisman, making himself invisible along with his bloodstained clothes and phosphorescent powder, but the footprints in the pool of blood were extremely obvious.
"Whoosh!"
In the shadows, elite Hidden Guards appeared in uniform dark uniforms, with cold eyes, more than a hundred arrows flying through the air.
"Repulsive Force Skill!"
The man simply tore off the talisman and made seals with his hands.
A barrier seemingly appeared before him, halting and deflecting all the arrows.
At this time, several siege ballistae unveiled their camouflage, bolts roaring as they tore through the air towards the man and around him.
The accuracy of the ballistae was not as good as that of Divine Archers, but now, combined with the arrows of the Hidden Guards, they had sealed off all his escape routes.
This so-called Immortal now had no retreat.
"Ride the Wind!"
The man's expression changed slightly, but his hands continued their motions, a new talisman slapped onto his body, while his hands remained ceaseless.
A transparent shield draped over him, and unbelievably, he rose with the wind, stepping through the air.
Thus he evaded the siege ballistae's assault.
At that moment, a dozen Hidden Guard elites appeared atop the council hall, their expressions fervent as they charged at the young man like moths to a flame.
These Hidden Guards were all Acquired Peak experts, rulers in the Jianghu.
Yet, the young man extended his fist, clear light flashing.
"Divine Power Skill!"
Vast power struck out, each Hidden Guard coughing blood upon impact, bones fracturing as they were blasted away.
"Wind Blade!"
Qingfeng transformed into blade edges, accurately striking the ballistae hundreds of paces away.
The only threat to him was these powerful siege engines.
"Hmph, mortals."
In the young man's eyes was anger, his hand now grasping a translucent white crystal stone.
The army noticed the anomaly, surrounding him from all sides, yet the young man rose with the wind, the ordinary soldiers unable to touch his garments.
"Fools."
Amidst the army's encirclement, he remained unflustered, merely angered by mortals daring to challenge him.
However, at this moment, a hand grabbed his ankle.
This person was clad in military robes, yet the aura was unlike a soldier's.
A decrepit Innate Martial Artist.
The elder smiled, yanked his hand, using himself as a lock, firmly binding the young man.
A net, the Heaven and Earth Net, descended, tightly ensnaring both the young man and the elder.
"Ridiculous, you mortals think you can capture me alive!!"
A voice filled with rage resounded.
In the next second, a blazing fire ring reflected in the elder's pupils.
The flames erupted and burned, the Innate Martial Artist's tempered body consumed by fire, while the young man successfully freed himself.
However, right at that moment.
"Boom————"
A colossal roar sounded, followed by an explosion.
Eight third-generation cannons appeared from nowhere, roaring as they unleashed Divine Fire.
The shells, several times more potent than siege bolts, instantly slammed into the young man's body.
Yet whether it was smoke or those solid shells, or the shells fired from all directions, they were all stopped by an invisible barrier.
"What a technique, but without entering the Immortal Dao, you remain ants."
The young man's face was already pale, he swallowed a pill, yet still looked upon his surroundings with disdain.
Many powerful Innate Martial Artists emerged, faces lit with battle intent.
However, Innate Martial Artists were rare, and even in the vast Rainbow Kingdom, they numbered less than ten.
"Today I want to see just how powerful this so-called Immortal is..."