"Consume faith points to advance cultivation!"
No time to think, Yang Hao ordered the system to advance his cultivation. Only by improving his own cultivation and keeping pace could he maximize the power of the Samsara Profound Yellow Pagoda!
"Consumed fifty thousand faith points! Congratulations to the host for advancing cultivation, Houtian First Layer!"
Boom!
Yang Hao's aura exploded instantly. His Houtian First Layer strength swept through the entire hall. Everyone looked at Yang Hao in disbelief. How could the City Lord have broken through to the Houtian realm in just a few days!
Boom!
Following that, Liao Hua erupted in golden light!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for breaking through a major realm. The summoned worldly heroes Liao Hua, Zhu Sheng, and Zhou Yuji have automatically advanced your cultivation!"
"What's going on?"
Hearing the system's voice, Yang Hao felt as if his head had been struck hard.
"For every major realm the host advances, the summoned worldly heroes automatically advance two minor realms!"
Hearing the system's prompt, Yang Hao excitedly punched his chest: "Damn it, I'm going to punch the Southern Mountain Elderly Care Home and kick the North Sea Kindergarten, who else is there!"
"Ding! The summoned worldly hero Liao Hua's cultivation has advanced to Xiantian Fourth Layer, Zhou Yuji's cultivation has advanced to Xiantian Sixth Layer, and Zhu Sheng's cultivation has advanced to Xiantian Fifth Layer."
"Many thanks, Lord!"
Liao Hua knelt on one knee, cupped his fists, and bowed!
"General, please rise. Everyone, listen to my command!"
"Yes!"
"With General Liao Hua in charge, sweep the battlefield, repair the city walls, and pacify the people!"
"Understood!"
In the City Lord's Mansion of Han Jia City, Zhu Sheng, who was busy handling government affairs, suddenly put down his brush. A golden light flashed and dissipated from his body.
"Zhu Sheng thanks the Lord!"
Zhu Sheng looked towards Tu County and bowed with cupped fists.
To the west of Han Jia City lay dozens of miles of Gobi Desert. Further west was an endless sea of sand. In the distance, a mountain range loomed, known as the "Prison of Spirits."
Zhou Yuji stood on the Gobi Desert, gazing out. Scattered trees dotted the landscape. According to intelligence from Jingzhou soldiers embedded in the Lin Hu tribe, crossing this shrubland would bring them within sight of the Lin Hu tribe.
The Great Priest of the Lin Hu tribe, with his Xiantian realm strength, exerted his pressure over dozens of miles of Gobi Desert, gradually controlling nearby tribes and once threatening Han Jia.
Beyond the shrubland, the Lin Hu tribe came into view. Hundreds of tents stood in neat rows. The Lin Hu tribesmen were slaughtering chickens and sheep, seemingly preparing for a significant event.
The sky gradually darkened as a figure flickered and appeared before Zhou Yuji.
"Jingzhou soldier greets General Zhou Yuji."
"What is the situation inside?"
"Reporting to the General, the strongest in the Lin Hu tribe, the Great Priest, is only at Xiantian Second Layer."
"In that case, you may return to Han Jia now. Your mission is complete."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yuji turned and sped away, heading directly for the Lin Hu tribe's encampment.
Moments later, in front of the Lin Hu tribe, Zhou Yuji stood in the air, holding his spear. The Tiger-Head Chiseling Gold Spear exuded immense ferocity as it pointed towards the Lin Hu tribe, rushing towards it.
A streak of starlight dyed the sky red, flashing and disappearing in an instant. With a flick of his spear, the camp gate collapsed. The Lin Hu tribe suffered countless casualties, blood flowed, and limbs flew!
"Zhou Yuji of Han Jia is here! Who dares to fight me!"
Zhou Yuji roared, then turned and left.
"Mere ants, unable to withstand a single blow!"
The Tiger-Head Chiseling Gold Spear sliced through the sky, starlight diffused, and killing intent surged. The captain of the Lin Hu tribe's guard team was instantly decapitated. Such was the terror of a Xiantian expert, how could Houtian cultivators contend!
Suddenly, the Lin Hu tribe erupted with thunderous shouts of battle.
Inside the Lin Hu tribe's great tent, the lights were bright. A grand banquet was underway, with feasting and drinking.
"Congratulations, Chieftain, on advancing to the Xiantian realm."
A Lin Hu tribe general said with a smile, holding a cup of wine.
"Hahaha, thank you, General, for your good wishes."
Lin Hu Yexian's face was full of smiles. He had waited for ten years to enter the Xiantian realm.
"The struggle for the prefect is on, and the three great families are all meticulously preparing for battle. Why don't we take this opportunity to raid the city? We can then enjoy ourselves in those bustling cities. What do you all think?"
"Chieftain, the tribesmen have been impatient for a long time."
As soon as Lin Hu Yexian finished speaking, Lin Hu Muhan shouted loudly.
"Good! Eat and drink well tonight, conserve your strength, and tomorrow we will enter the city to have fun!"
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
Screams of agony could be heard, driving everyone to the brink of collapse.
"Those who surrender live, those who resist die!"
As the words fell, a figure flashed and rushed into the Lin Hu tribe's great tent.
Zhou Yuji looked at the Lin Hu tribe's high-ranking officials before him. A bloodthirsty killing intent flashed, and the light of his spear flickered, its murderous aura reaching the heavens!
"Ah! Die for me!"
Lin Hu Muhan leaped up, his Houtian Ninth Layer strength erupting instantly. He wielded his wolf-tooth mace, spinning it rapidly, and charged directly at Zhou Yuji!
"Hmph!"
The aura of a Xiantian expert boomed like thunder. Many tribesmen bled from their seven orifices. Lin Hu Muhan, who was at the forefront, had his clothes torn and blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.
Zhou Yuji thrust his spear, and waves of bloody aura swept directly towards Lin Hu Muhan!
"Chieftain, save me!"
A flash of saber light, and streaks of saber energy swept through the sky. Lin Hu Yexian, wielding a large saber, directly slashed at Zhou Yuji.
"Mere ant!"
Zhou Yuji clenched his right fist, and his fierce power directly struck Lin Hu Yexian!
"Boom!"
The fist shadow was like a dragon, seemingly defying time, and instantly struck Lin Hu Yexian!
"Puff!"
A single punch crippled Lin Hu Yexian. Blood gushed out, and the sound of bones breaking was crisp and clear!
He had just entered the Xiantian realm, his foundation was not stable, how could he be Zhou Yuji's opponent!
The remaining Lin Hu tribesmen witnessed their chieftain and generals being instantly killed. Their faces were filled with terror. The nine-foot-tall man in the field was like a demon from hell, tearing apart the psychological defenses of the other tribesmen!
"Swish!"
Suddenly, starlight flickered, and spear shadows crisscrossed the sky, surrounding the remaining people.
"Ah! Help! Let me go!"
Piercing screams echoed everywhere, blood flowed like rivers, and the bloody aura surged to the heavens. The firelight illuminated the outskirts of the Lin Hu tribe!
Moments later, the great tent was razed to the ground. Corpses lay in dense piles, and blood formed rivers!
"Presumptuous!"
A grey-robed old man appeared in the air, his palm transforming into a saber, emitting chilling rays of light.
"You insignificant ant, you injured our old City Lord of Han Jia. Did you ever imagine this day would come? Pay with your life!"
Xiantian Seventh Layer Yuan energy erupted. His right fist transformed into a tiger, roaring to the sky. Then, spear shadows like dragons pierced through.
Palm and fist collided, and dozens of tents were uprooted. The Lin Hu tribesmen bled onto the earth. Sudangfiction.net
"Boom!"
The spear struck the Great Priest, piercing his chest and embedding itself straight into the ground. The once dominant Lin Hu tribe, with the fall of the Great Priest, was scattered across the dozens of miles of Gobi Desert.
For a time, this land was filled with the cries of battle and the sky was stained with blood.
"Ding! Annihilated the Lin Hu tribe, killed two Xiantian experts, three Houtian experts, and eight thousand tribesmen. Gained five thousand killing points!"
"Ding! The system has initiated tasks, and based on the host's development, some mandatory tasks have been issued!"
"Ding! First main quest: Become a prefect within three months! Reward: One summoning opportunity!"
"Failure! Worldly heroes will be repossessed!"