With Wandong's cultivation level, it was already five days after he returned from Zhanhuang City to Yunzhong City.
As soon as he walked into Yunzhong City, Wandong felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. The pedestrians beside me were in a hurry, with sad faces, and they were all walking quickly in the same direction, not knowing what was going on in front of them. I just heard a few cluttered accusations and comments from the crowd, such as "doing evil," "the law of heaven is impermanent," and "good people are not rewarded."
Wan Dong's heart tightened, and he suddenly realized that the direction everyone was running towards was the largest law field in Yunzhong City.
"Is it still a step too late?" Wan Dong's mind sank again, and he hurriedly quickened his pace, moving through the crowd like a fish.
Before approaching the execution ground, Wan Dong could hear bursts of crying, adding a bit of sadness to the air around him. Wan Dong was about to speed up again when the crowd walking in front of him suddenly paused and stepped back as if a river had hit a dam.
Wandong hurriedly looked around and saw a group of officers and soldiers in bright armor suddenly appeared in front of the crowd, blocking the crowd from the execution ground like a dam.
"This is an important place for law enforcement. No one can come close to it, otherwise they will be punished as plotting chaos!" A domineering voice shocked everyone. Upon hearing it, it was clear that this person had a good level of cultivation and had achieved perfection.
Wan Dong was slightly surprised. He followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man standing proudly on a high platform, looking down at the crowd, full of power.
Wan Dong couldn't care less about arguing with him at this time, he straightened his body, turned into clouds and moved away from the crowd, found a remote and unnoticed high place, and swept up. Looking up, he took in the entire law field.
This execution ground, which is the size of two football fields, is actually densely packed with people kneeling on their knees, old and young, women and children, young and old men and women, of all kinds, all of them are available. There must be thousands of people at least. Behind each person stands an executioner, a giant sword with a thick back and a heavy edge, all scattering cold light, so bright that it is difficult for anyone who shines directly to open their eyes.
Thousands of people were executed at one time. Even Wandong was really taken aback by this formation.
Looking away, in the center of the execution ground, a high platform ten feet long and ten feet wide was built, three feet above the ground. It looked like it stood out among the chickens, which was particularly eye-catching. And when Wan Dong glanced at this high platform, his heart beat wildly. For him, nine out of ten people kneeling on this high platform were familiar faces. Almost all of them were civil and military ministers who were very close to the Xu family. Even Wu Jinhun and Hu Jingqi were kneeling among them.
Seeing these people on the high platform, and then looking at the prisoners below the high platform, Wandong recognized them at a glance. They were clearly the close relatives of these civil and military ministers.
"Sir, you can kill me, but I beg you, please let my wife go. She...she is pregnant!" Suddenly someone on the high platform cried loudly. Wan Dong looked up and saw that he knew this person. Zhonglang General Liu Zijing was just in his early thirties this year, and he was a fierce general who was highly appreciated and cultivated by Xu Wenchuan.
Hearing Liu Zijing's shout, Wandong hurriedly searched the crowd in the audience, and sure enough, he quickly found Mrs. Liu Zijing. Although her body is thin, her belly is already very full, and she is at least eight months old. But she did not receive any preferential treatment because of the child in her belly. She knelt there with a look of despair and weakness.
"Bastard! What's the fuss about!?" Sitting on the execution platform was a civil servant in his forties, with a white face and beardless eyes.
Wandong didn't have much impression of this person. He didn't think he was a high-ranking official. He didn't know why he was sent by Bai Zhenshan to oversee his execution. But looking at the high platform, almost two-thirds of the important civil and military ministers of the entire Qingyun Empire are here. Bai Zhenshan must not be able to send other people.
"Master Wei, no matter what I have done, my wife and child are innocent. Please be noble and let them go!" Liu Zijing thought when he thought that his wife and unborn child would die with him. My heart was broken, and I had to put down my dignity and beg loudly.
"Humph! Innocent? They are your wife and children. That's all. They are not innocent! Kill them all. This is the emperor's personal order. I have no guts to disobey!"
"Wei Changhong, you...do you still have any humanity left? Let my wife go, let him go!"
Being rejected so coldly by Wei Changhong, Liu Zijing was completely angry. With a sharp roar, he struggled to stand up.
Seeing Liu Zijing's eyes were red, as if he wanted to eat someone, Wei Changhong's face immediately showed a hint of fear, his body subconsciously shrank back, and he asked in a trembling voice, "You... what do you want to do?"
"Bitch thief! If you don't let my wife and children go today, I will die with you!"
"Huh!" As soon as Liu Zijing finished speaking, a cold snort sounded in the air, and at the same time, a gust of wind from his palm came as fast as thunder.
Wu Jinhun was standing nearby, seeing clearly, and hurriedly shouted, "Zijing, be careful!"
However, before Wu Jinhun could say anything, the palm wind had already struck Liu Zijing's body. Liu Zijing screamed in pain and immediately fell to the ground, looking extremely painful.
A figure came out of the sky, standing proudly on the high platform, with a cold and ruthless face. It was the perfect master.
"With me here, how can you, a prisoner on death row, act so wildly?" The master looked at Liu Zijing coldly and scolded him sternly.
"Aren't you afraid of retribution for your rebellious behavior and disregard of family ethics?" Seeing that Liu Zijing was seriously injured and could not afford it, Wu Jinhun glared at the Perfect Master with infinite resentment and shouted.
"Hahaha... You guys are as shallow as ants, how do you know what retribution is? It's ridiculous! Master Wei, is it almost time?"
"Venerable Qizhen, it's almost done!" When Wei Changhong faced this perfect master, he immediately changed his face, and his face was full of flattery. His smile squeezed his eyes into slits.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's execute him immediately!" The Perfect Master paused and his voice echoed through the sky.
"You can't kill them, they are all good people!"
Before he could finish his words, the people who were blocked outside suddenly became confused. The rows of officers and soldiers showed signs of being unable to stop them, and kept retreating backwards.
"Honorable Sir, this, this, this..." Wei Changhong had obviously never seen such a scene, and his expression was anxious.
The perfect master's face was getting uglier every moment, and there was a murderous aura rising between his brows.
At this moment, a cry of killing suddenly rang out, and a large group of people rushed out like a raging torrent. They immediately tore a hole in the embankment composed of officers and soldiers and rushed into the execution ground.
"Xiao Zuo, you are responsible for rescuing people. Leave this bullshit venerable to me!" With a roar like a wild lion, two figures came through the air. It was Zong Tianwei, the Qinglong Gang's helper, and Xiao Zuo, the leader of Youwei.
Wan Dong's expression perked up and he looked intently. The men and horses rushing in were all disciples of the Qinglong Gang. Wan Dong couldn't help but nodded, secretly praising in his heart that this Zong Tianwei was indeed a loyal person.
Zong Tianwei let out a loud roar and rushed towards the Perfect Master.
"You bastard, this Yunzhong City doesn't deserve you to show off your power!"
"Brother Zong, this guy's cultivation level is extremely high, so be careful!" Wu Jinhun and Zong Tianwei had an irresistible relationship, and he hurriedly warned loudly.
Zong Tianwei chuckled and said, "Brother Wu, don't worry, no matter how high his cultivation level is, he is still a son of a bitch! Tonight, I will treat you to a dog meat hot pot!"
The conversation between Zong Tianwei and Wu Jinhun made the Master of Perfection's face turn green. He snorted coldly and waved his hand to attack Zong Tianwei. The majestic palm power was as majestic as the Yangtze River. Zong Tianwei felt the pressure at that time, his face changed, and his body involuntarily retreated backwards.
"Hmph... Aren't you very powerful? Why are you escaping now?"
"I'll wipe it!" Zong Tianwei was the most unsatisfied. He cursed angrily and unleashed all his true energy, transforming into two wild dragon-like palms, and went straight towards him.
Waves of muffled noises like rolling thunder came loudly. Zong Tianwei was finally a step behind. He shuddered and opened his mouth to spit out a blood arrow.
"Huh?" Seeing that Zong Tianwei just spit out a mouthful of blood, but showed no signs of collapse, the perfect master couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face.
How could he know that thanks to Wandong's gift, he had already learned the Thunder Collapse Technique. Although it had not yet reached perfection, it was by no means comparable to the ordinary ninth level peak. Especially the Dao Qi in his body was already quite large. The Perfect Master wanted to kill him instantly, but it was not enough.
"Wipe it! It's really a tough one! But grandpa likes it!" Zong Tianwei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Instead of showing any sign of retreat, his face was a little more excited. This is Zong Tianwei, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, who always becomes more courageous with every setback.
"General Wu, I'm here to save you!" At this moment, another roar came, and a large group of officers and soldiers, numbering tens of thousands, rushed in like a strong wind, and in an instant, the surrounding people who were on guard and guarded were swept away. The officers and soldiers were scattered alive.
"Guo Yi, is it your boy!?" Wu Jinhun couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the person coming.
Wei Changhong also had a look of horror on his face and asked urgently, "General Guo, the emperor is not kind to you. You... how can you betray him?"
"Bah! The emperor is unkind and treats all the people as stupid dogs! Heaven and earth will not tolerate such an emperor! All the troops obey the order and move forward with all their strength. All executioners who do not abandon their swords will be killed without mercy!"
How could the combat effectiveness of this regular army be matched by the disciples of the Qinglong Gang? The army formed a row and marched forward in unison. The momentum was like a mountain collapsing and the sea crumbling, which was daunting. A group of executioners didn't dare to be wordy, they all abandoned their swords and knelt down.
"If you are stubborn, then let me kill you all!" Seeing this, the Perfect Master suddenly gave a sharp expression, roared, and floated in the air, with true energy surging all over his body. Waves of invisible murderous aura were like ocean waves. It overflowed from his body and spread out in all directions, thrilling... (To be continued)