Chapter 88: Northern Patrol Envoy

  While the Demonic Sect’s flying shuttle fled in disarray, An Jing had no iion of pursuing them for additional gains. Instead, he dashed at top speed toward the Bordernds city of Great .

  He knew very well that the Demonic Sect’s current timidity areat were only temporary—a respoo the ued targeting and trag capabilities of the ing Sword Case.

  Soon enough, the Demonic Sect would realize that although An Jing’s sword case was highly lethal to individuals, its destructive painst a flying shuttle was far less signifit.

  Moreover, An Jing was keenly aware of his own limits.

  His spiritual energy furnace could only support three shots of the flying sword. Even if he pushed himself to the limit, he might manage a fourth shot—and that would likely require using Qi Boosting Pills to overtax his body.

  Against human targets, that meant he could kill four martial artists at the peak of Internal Energy.

  But against a flying shuttle, such trated strikes would merely create four head-sized holes.

  A human body with a head-sized hole would undoubtedly die, but for a flying shuttle, while its speed might suffer, it could still tinue flying—and tihe pursuit.

  If the Demonic Sect had someone clever or decisive enough, they wouldn’t have withdrawn the moment he slew that schor in white. Instead, they would have throwhing at him right then, sacrifig lives to exhaust his trump cards.

  In that sario, he truly would have had no choice but to surrender.

  Fortunately, they were not that clever.

  “We’re all just a bunch tag amateurs, so that gave me a bit of breathing room.”

  “Especially now that their trag Divine Ability is gone. , we’ll see who has the greater skill.”

  After killing the schor in white, An Jihhly invigorated.

  It was a difficult feeling to describe, as if, after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, his hearing suddenly sharpened and his vision grew keener.

  What was most surprising about this sense of casting off shackles was that he hadn’t felt bound at all before actually breaking free.

  Perhaps this recisely how karmitas worked.

  “Besides, Magical Artifacts from the Tianyuan Realm…they’re amazingly handy!”

  As he ran, An Jing examihe sword case in his hands with an intense gaze.

  An Jing was quite fident in his own strength. Even if he faced Head Instructor Li (Instructor Li Jiaoxi) or a seasoned Internal Fortification expert like the Medie Manor Lord, he believed he could defeat them in battle.

  But that relied on them engaging him one-on-one and giving him an opening.

  He would remain on the defensive, waiting for his oppoo attad reveal a fw.

  However, once he obtained a flying sword, everything ged.

  The dynamics of offense and defense reversed in an instant.

  And sword cases like this one were not at all unon iianyuan Realm.

  Military-grade ones might be rare, but ordinary sword cases were only used even by gang members. They even had specialized bulletproof rain cloaks desigo defend against sword cases and firearms.

  An Jing had already cluded that while this bulletproof rain cloak couldn’t stop a direct flying sword strike from a sword case, it could deflect the bde so it missed a vital spot, and it could also block ordinary bullets and bde sshes without difficulty.

  If the Demonic Sect’s people mistook his cloak for a mere cover-up and tried to engage him in close bat or shoot arrows at him, they would be in for a rude awakening.

  Of course, the Demonic Sect was not foolish.

  An Jing believed that the ime the Demonic Sect’s flying shuttle caught up to him, they would either be fully armed with shield armor and protective Magical Artifacts, or send multiple high-level Internal Fortification or Martial Veins experts after him.

  At that time…

  “Let soldiers block soldiers, ah dam the flood. Solutions outnumber problems.”

  Shaking his head slightly, An Jihose thoughts aside.

  Without the real-time trag of their Fate Artifact, in the worst case, if he ran into danger, he would simply go to the Tianyuan Realm and look for a way to break the deadlock.

  Having two worlds at his disposal and with the help of the Sword Spirit, An Jing believed he could deliver a stant stream of “surprises” to anyone harb malicious iions toward him.

  Meanwhile, just as An Jing raonstop toward the rge Bordernds city…

  Great .

  Withihree Circuits of Hanhai, in the Hannan Circuit.

  Yinzhou City, deep into the night.

  As the Hannan Circuit’s capital and its safest pce, Yinzhou City was the first to recover from the Hanhai demonic camity twelve years ago.

  With support from the Divine Capital and a tration of resources from throughout the Hannan Circuit, the city’s prosperity now surpassed its former days.

  Even though frost and snow bhe ey and not a siar could be seen in the night sky due to the snow clouds, the brilliant lights pierced the dark clouds, revealing every fiail in the snowy sky as if it were daylight.

  Heavenly Will Divi, at the Northern Profound Altar.

  Rosy Cloud Tower in Yinzhou City.

  A tall woman with casg white hair stood atop the watchtower, holding a cup of clear wine as she gazed down at the nightscape of Yinzhou City with an air of leisure.

  The city below bustled with stant traffic, exuding magnifit prosperity. Even the heavy snowfall melted into mist before it could nd, dissolved by the rising warmth of the city.

  tless people bustled about this enormous city like ants. Feeling slightly tipsy, the woman wondered if, by tossing her wine cup dht now, she might hit a few promi merts, wealthy magnates, or maybe some martial artists and alchemists.

  Narrowing her phoenix-like eyes, the spirited woman with a plum-blossom mark between her brows took another sip. She relished this feeling of t above azing down on the masses.

  Indeed, she possessed that kind of power.

  As the Northern Patrol Envoy of the Heavenly Will Divi, possessing cultivation at the 【Divireasury】 realm, there were very few in this city of hidden dragons and croug tigers who could pare to her—and even fewer who could defeat her.

  —Had it not been for the Divi, she might still have been a undry maid by the banks of Hanhai’s Silver River, at the mercy of others, with not a shred of pea her old age—or worse, devoured by that demonic camity.

  How else could she have ended up as she was now—enjoying loy and gazing down upon the mortal realm?

  With such thoughts in mind, the Northern Patrol Envoy took another sip of spirit wine.

  For ordinary martial artists, this clear ar recious spiritual item that could streheir blood essend bolster their Innate One Qi. For her, however, it was merely a cool, crisp fvor. If she truly indulged, it provided a faint sense of intoxication that made this rare leisure even more delightful.

  But there were always disruptions that spoiled sufort.

  “Envoy Lin.”

  Suddenly, a deep, resonant voice rang in the Northern Patrol Envoy’s ear.

  Beside her, the melted frost and snow solidified into a watery mirror, h in midair as if from nowhere.

  In the mirror, the faint figure of a tall man appeared. “The trag squad on my side has failed. Xu gjing is dead, and we’ve lost track of An Jing.”

  “Based on the route of his flight, it’s highly likely his destination is either Kanming City or Tianyou City. I’ve already mobilized our forces in the northwest to move out.”

  “However, the situation in the Bordernds is indeed plicated. Something else seems to be going on. Great ’s forces have also arrived—o the Divireasury realm, three at the Martial Veins realm—elite troops transferred from Luan Province. Currently, we don’t know their location.”

  “Given the local poputioher o act with caution or risk a full-scale flict.”

  “I’m giving you an early heads-up just in case. If things get out of hand, be prepared to take a.”

  Upon hearing this report, the Northern Patrol Envoy furrowed her brow.

  Trouble was ing.

  (End of Chapter)