When the black fire stone ball was destroyed by a sword, the houses behind the city wall collapsed, the illusion was broken, and four huge dragon-shaped mechanisms were revealed. They were fiery red, a hundred feet long and ten feet high, several times taller than the city wall.
Xi Shi screamed in surprise, "What is this?"
Zhang Poyue, who had just used his tongue to spar with others, stepped onto the city wall, removed his disguise, and shouted: "You have never seen it, but I'm sure you have heard of it, the Dragon Fire War Tool!"
Many highly educated scholars were horrified, because that was a treasure that only existed in legends. The killing power of a mechanism of this level far exceeded that of human scholars.
"I don't believe you dare to use this forbidden item! You are making an enemy of the entire human race!" Xi Shi looked fierce but was actually weak.
Zhang Poyue chuckled and said, "Is there anything I, Zhang Poyue, dare not do?"
Xi Shi added: "Don't bluff. How could such a treasure, which only existed in the ancient dragon clan era, be in the hands of your Jing country! Fang Yun must have borrowed it from the East China Sea Dragon Clan to deceive us!"
Zhang Poyue smiled and said, “The treasures that Fang Xusheng obtained from the Sacred Burial Valley far exceed your imagination.”
After saying this, Zhang Poyue raised his right arm high.
Xi Shi immediately shouted, "Everyone retreat! Zhang Poyue, don't act rashly. This is all a misunderstanding..."
Zhang Poyue swung his arms violently and fell heavily.
The dragon head of the Longwei war tool slowly opened its mouth, and four dragon roars resounded through the sky.
An instant later, endless divine flames covered the sky and the earth.
Outside Ding County, the flames were like the sea.
The Qing army was instantly covered in flames. There was no screaming, no struggle, and almost everyone was reduced to ashes in an instant.
The original enemy of the Dragon Clan’s Divine Flame was the King of Ancient Demons!
When the flames first fell, two burning figures rushed straight into the sky and fled rapidly towards the direction of Qing Kingdom.
The disguises of the two were broken by the divine fire. Zhang Poyue could vaguely see that they were wearing purple robes, but they were burned to ashes by the flames in the blink of an eye.
The divine fire was still attached to the two men. They tried their best, but parts of their bodies were gradually burned to ashes.
Finally, the two men fell from mid-air and were about to be burned to death when a divine light flew from the direction of Qing State, swept the two men away, and disappeared.
Zhang Poyue smacked his lips and said, "Tsk tsk tsk, Saint Fang Xu talked about the power of these four treasures, but I didn't believe it. Only after seeing it with my own eyes did I realize how terrifying it is. It really has the power to kill the emperor."
The other people on the city wall were still in shock. Even the county magistrate Yang Chutao, who had known the news a long time ago, was staring blankly ahead.
The flame in front showed no signs of being extinguished, and it contained a terrifying power that made people shudder.
Zhang Poyue turned around and shouted, "Take back the divine fire."
The scholar from the craftsman family then controlled the Longwei combat tool and retracted the flames.
When the flames died down, everyone on the city wall looked terrified.
Be it the sky-high ships, catapults or hundreds of thousands of Qing army troops, they all disappeared without a trace, not even a trace of dust remained.
There, a big pit had been burned out by the divine fire. The entrance of the cave was dozens of miles in radius, bottomless, and emitting a faint black smoke.
Yang Chutao came back to his senses and asked in a low voice: "General Zhang, this thing... is so terrifying?"
“It is so terrifying. If you have seen the battle between emperors or even semi-saint incarnations outside Ning’an City, you will understand that this level of power is beyond our imagination.” Zhang Poyue said.
Yang Chutao added: "I thought you were forcing them to retreat, but I didn't expect you to start a massacre. How can you explain this to the Holy Academy? Looking at the flags of the two armies, they are the most elite Shenwu Army and Longhu Army of Qing Kingdom, and there are also a large number of scholars. The Holy Academy will definitely investigate."
Zhang Poyue looked at the dark, smoking pit with a sarcastic look on his face, and said, "You have already advised them to leave, but they didn't listen and even tried to massacre the city. We, the people of Jing, had no choice but to use the Dragon Might War Tool. We just wanted to scare them at first, but we underestimated the power of the Dragon Might War Tool, which led to their annihilation. I, Zhang Poyue, have no choice but to resign from my position in the War Hall and be fined for three years. As for Fang Xusheng, as the mastermind of this matter, he cannot escape the blame, but he is a virtual saint after all, so he can just submit a letter of apology and that's it."
"Qingguo and Shengyuan will never accept this!" Yang Chutao objected hastily. He didn't believe that the matter would be so clear and was afraid that he would be implicated.
Zhang Poyue smiled slightly, revealing a set of sharp teeth that looked sharper than the fangs of tigers and wolves, which flashed a faint cold light in the morning light.
"After all, the human race has not used the Dragon Might War Tool on Liangjie Mountain so far, and the demon world is also unaware of this. In order to prevent the demon world from knowing this news, the Holy Academy will definitely issue a gag order to prevent the news of the Dragon Might War Tool from leaking out!"
After hearing Zhang Poyue's words, Yang Chutao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You and Fang Xusheng are truly the two most daring people in the world."
Zhang Poyue had a bitter look on his face. He turned around and looked towards the capital. Looking at the magic beasts and nine dragons fighting in the sky above the capital, he said slowly, "No, I was sent here because I am timid. So, I will become more and more timid in the future!"
At the end, Zhang Poyue gritted his teeth and did not hide the hatred in his heart.
Yang Chutao remained silent. He already understood that Fang Yun was going to fight against the Zajia Town alone, so he transferred Zhang Poyue away. If he failed, he could keep more fire for Jingguo. And the reason why Zhang Poyue said that he would be more timid was to save himself as much as possible and take revenge on Qingguo with all his strength when the opportunity arose.
After a while, Yang Chutao asked in a low voice: "General Zhang, what do you think of the final outcome of the battle in the capital?"
In the cool morning breeze, Zhang Poyue stared in the direction of the capital city in a trance.
In the capital, the cabinet fell into deathly silence, even though a large number of officials were standing in the courtyard.
They looked up quietly at the battle between the magic beast and the nine dragons in the sky.
As time passed, the eastern sky became brighter and brighter.
In the Chen family's plum garden, an old man threw his regular clothes aside, put on casual clothes, lay on a recliner, rocked gently, and squinted his eyes at the sky.
Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.
The East Sea Dragon Saint, who was as huge as a mountain range, muttered to himself.
"To go or not to go? To go or not to go? To go or not to go..."
This powerful Dragon Saint seemed to be suffering from decision-making difficulties.
In the Holy Academy, many great scholars stood on the edge of Daofeng Mountain, gazing at the sky above the capital.
The great military scholar He Qionghai looked at it for a long time and could not help but say: "Everyone from the Legalist School, what are you still standing there for? Take this opportunity to bring Fang Xusheng to the Holy Courtyard. Once the Imperial Seal is lowered, he will definitely be injured."
Gao Mo smiled bitterly and said, "We want to, too, but he disagrees. He will never leave the capital until the last moment. If you don't believe me, ask Mr. He Chuan. He knows Fang Yun's temper best."
Jiang Hechuan, who had already served as the Minister of Rites, looked at the capital without saying a word.
After a long time, he said firmly: "How can a traveler who travels thousands of miles be a caged person!"