【The Empire of the Divine Eagle】(Volume 4, Chapter 87)

Chapter 87 Raging Slaughter

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The sky was clear and blue, as if it had been washed clean, with fluffy white clouds drifting by. It was truly a beautiful

day .

Wu Tianjiao's mood was as good as the sky. Lying on the back of the Crimson Dragon Beast, he hummed a tune only he could

understand , looking carefree and particularly idyllic.

In fact, though he appeared relaxed, he was very anxious inside, secretly

worried : "I haven't seen Sister Yunhua and the others for several months. I wonder how they are now? Have they gained or lost weight?

Do they miss me? Are they still at Xuantian Temple? Have Wu Wudi and the Baili family sent people to capture them?"

These thoughts rushed through his mind, making Wu Tianjiao increasingly worried about his wives. He prayed to heaven

that they wouldn't fall into the hands of the Wu family or the Baili family, otherwise, he really didn't know what to

do.

Amidst his worry, he felt a surge of relief. Thankfully, his six wives had left the capital early; otherwise, if they

had been trapped there and fallen into Wu Wudi's hands, things would have been much more difficult.

The Crimson Dragon Beast galloped swiftly, the scenery rushing past. Ahead, at the mountain pass,

a stone tablet stood erect, inscribed with the two large characters "Yizhou."

Seeing this, Wu Tianjiao's spirits lifted. They had reached Yizhou; soon he would arrive at

the Xuantian Temple on Ziyun Mountain and see his six wives, each more beautiful than a fairy. Yes! And the Empress Dowager and Consort Cao—

were they all well?

Thinking of his past passionate encounters with these beauties, Wu Tianjiao's heart burned with desire, his mind wandering. Just as his

mind was racing, he suddenly heard a faint voice: "Help...help...help...my life..."

Huh! Wu Tianjiao was startled and quickly called out to the Crimson Dragon Beast, "Crimson Fire, stop, stop!

Stop right now!" With a "thud," the Crimson Dragon Beast stopped abruptly, its four hooves stomping

, as steady as a stone pillar. It was truly a top-tier magical beast, far superior to ordinary horses.

Wu Tianjiao listened intently, but heard nothing more, and there was no movement from the roadside.

"Strange, this is weird. Did I hear wrong? I clearly heard someone shouting for help, but now it's gone?"

Wu Tianjiao was filled with doubt and suspicion. He picked at his ears, thinking they were blocked by earwax.

After listening for a while, there was still no sound. Just as Wu Tianjiao was about to leave, suddenly, the voice

rang out again: "Help...help...help me..."

This time, the voice was much louder and clearer. Wu Tianjiao, who was about to leave, quickly made the Crimson Dragon Beast

stop .

"Damn it, looks like I didn't hear wrong, someone really is calling for help! As the saying goes, 'When you see injustice

, you should draw your sword to help.' How could I, Wu Tianjiao, stand by and watch someone die!" Wu Tianjiao was so happy he

did a somersault, his expression suggesting that others' plight was his greatest joy.

With a swift movement, like a willow swaying in the wind, Wu Tianjiao's movements were slow yet incredibly fast as he

flew towards the sound of cries for help.

The cries came from a valley. Wu Tianjiao unleashed his "Wind Dance Nine Heavens Body Technique,"

leaping down the valley like a giant bird.

In the valley, a giant black python and a man were locked in combat, rolling across the grass.

The python opened its enormous mouth, as big as a basin, to bite at the man's head, while the man used both hands to firmly

hold the python's jaws, preventing it from biting.

The python and the man were locked in a fierce struggle, truly inseparable.

Seeing a figure leaping towards him, the man immediately perked up, took a deep breath, and shouted for help: "Help...

help...my life!"

"Another giant python! Damn, there are so many giant pythons in this world! Looks like we'll have snake soup tonight!"

Wu Tianjiao exclaimed. He had seen many pythons before, and far from being afraid, he was overjoyed at the sight of one.

In the Cloud Mist Valley of the Ancient Mountains, when the snake demon attacked, he and the Golden-Winged Roc had killed off so many giant pythons.

He had even fought a fierce battle with the Heaven-Defying Demonic Beast Howling Moon Python in the deep pool of Hundred Flowers Valley. Although the giant python in front of him was large,

it was far inferior to those demonic pythons; they were not even in the same league. For Wu

Tianjiao, who bullied the weak and feared the strong, there was no doubt that he would kill it and eat it to make snake soup.

"Damn you, you stinking snake, take this!" Wu Tianjiao pushed and pressed with both palms, striking the giant python's body. The immense Dragon

Elephant True Qi surged into the python's body like a raging river.

Wu Tianjiao's current skill was incredibly profound, and his true energy was incredibly powerful. Although the python was a thousand-year-old

creature, it was struck like lightning by Wu Tianjiao's true energy. Its body went limp, and it obediently released the man. However, Wu

Tianjiao 's move enraged the python. It hissed and opened its blood-red maw, lunging to bite Wu Tianjiao

.

"Hmph! You stinking snake, trying to bite me? No way!" Wu Tianjiao shouted lightly. His figure blurred, dodging the snake's mouth.

He grabbed the python's tail with both hands and swung it forcefully, throwing the hundreds-of-pounds python away.

With Wu Tianjiao's current skill, he could even push a ten-thousand-pound boulder, let alone a python like this.

With a "thud," the python crashed heavily into a large tree. Although its hide was tough and its flesh thick, it

was disoriented and unable to move for a moment.

Only then did Wu Tianjiao have time to look at the person he had rescued. Upon seeing him, he was startled and

exclaimed in surprise, "Eh! Old Hu, what are you doing here?"

The rescued man chuckled, stroking his white beard, and said, "Young brother, it's truly fate that we meet again!"

He then dusted himself off.

This man was none other than Hu Bukai, the "Wandering Dragon of the Four Seas." Wu Tianjiao hadn't expected to

see him here; truly, life is full of unexpected encounters!

"Hiss..." A strange whistling sound rang out. Before Wu Tianjiao could even greet Hu Bukai, the giant python

lunged forward in a rage, lunging at him again. It seemed Wu Tianjiao had completely enraged it.

"You damned beast, you dare come back? Get lost!" Wu Tianjiao roared, throwing a punch.

"Boom—" With the same fate, the giant python was sent flying by Wu Tianjiao's punch, crashing into the

large tree.

"Young brother, be careful! This thousand-year-old python's skin is impervious to knives and spears, and even true strength can't harm it. Only a

precious sword can hurt it!" Hu Bukai hurriedly warned.

"Is that so!" Wu Tianjiao said with a grin, "Alright, I happen to have a divine weapon here. Let it taste

the power of my Dragon Soul Sword."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already taken out the Dragon Soul Sword from his Void Ring. "Clang—" The sword was drawn, and under the blazing sun,

an incomparably dazzling sword light, driven by Wu Tianjiao's true energy, exuded an aura of supreme intimidation, fully

revealing the power of a divine weapon.

"Dominating the World!" Wu Tianjiao shouted, unleashing a domineering and unparalleled sword strike. The sword light flashed, and the entire

valley felt a chill. Such a domineering and unparalleled sword strike was truly invincible.

Hu Bukai couldn't withstand this domineering sword strike at all. He retreated wildly until he reached a safe place before stopping,

his heart filled with fear.

What a domineering strike! The blade flashed, and the python froze, its head severed by the Dragon Soul Blade

.

The "Unrivaled Domination" technique was taught to Wu Tianjiao by Wuxinren for dealing with powerful enemies. For Wu Tianjiao

to use it against this python was far too much of an overestimation. This technique, when unleashed,

would defeat even a master like Tang Aoran, the peerless swordsman; even Saint-level experts wouldn't dare to easily challenge its edge, let alone this python.

Seeing the python dead, Hu Bukai was overjoyed. He rushed over to skin it, then turned to Wu Tianjiao and laughed,

"Young brother, thank you for saving my life! Great kindness needs no thanks; I'll treat you to a feast later!" Inwardly, he was secretly

horrified. Wu Tianjiao's martial arts were getting higher and higher, many times stronger than when they first met.

Although the python skin was quite nice, Wu Tianjiao didn't value it and naturally wouldn't compete with Hu Bukai for it. He

glanced at and asked suspiciously, "Old Hu, what are you doing here?"

"Ah! That's a long story," Hu Bukai said with a wry smile.

It turned out that Hu Bukai had always been a wanderer, living a nomadic life with no fixed abode. A little over a month ago, he was traveling in

Yizhou when he passed through a town and witnessed a nobleman forcibly

taking a woman. Unable to stand by and watch, he impulsively attacked the nobleman.

Unexpectedly, Hu Bukai lost control of his power and accidentally killed the nobleman. The

nobleman 's father was a powerful and wealthy local tyrant; Hu Bukai killing his son was

unacceptable. Therefore, Hu Bukai not only had to evade the government's wanted list but also numerous assassins.

During his escape, Hu Bukai suddenly remembered seeing a thousand-year-old python here before. He wanted to get

his hands on its skin, make it into clothes, and wear them to make himself impervious to swords and spears, which would be much safer. Unexpectedly

, he was no match for the python and almost became its prey.

At this point, Hu Bukai repeatedly thanked Wu Tianjiao. Wu Tianjiao smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It's a trivial

matter , nothing to mention. I'm friends with Elder Hu, so please don't stand on ceremony! Elder Hu, since you've offended the nobility

and are wanted by the government, I think you should hurry up and flee far away, find a place to hide, and stop wandering the martial world."

Hu Bukai pondered for a moment, then frowned and said, "You're right. The government is looking for me everywhere .

It's too dangerous to wander the martial world. If I'm not careful, these old bones of mine will be finished! Fortunately, I

have many connections and friends in the martial world. It wouldn't be a bad idea to hide with a friend. After a while, when the government's wanted notice

is gone, I can come out again!"

"That's excellent!" Wu Tianjiao sighed, feeling a sense of shared fate, and said deeply:

"Old Hu, you and my father-in-law are on good terms, why don't you come to my father-in-law's house?"

Hu Bukai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and laughed loudly, "You want me to go to Dongjiabao! Alright!

Alright! Alright! That's exactly what I was thinking. With you, my son-in-law, speaking up, that old fellow Dong Qianqiu can't refuse to take

me in even if he wants to! But..." He paused, then changed his tone, saying with a smile, "I'd rather go with you,

young brother. You're now a prince consort, a member of the imperial family, and I heard you've even been appointed

the city lord , possessing your own territory, hehe! If you don't mind my old bones, how about taking me in as a handyman?"

"No, no, no... I can't!" Wu Tianjiao hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands, shaking his head like a rattle drum. It was

a joke ; he was already struggling to take care of himself, how could he possibly take in Hu Bukai? He said, "Old Hu, it's not that I don't want

to take you in, but... I believe you've heard about my situation. My current predicament is far more dangerous than yours. To be honest

, assassins from the Baili family are hunting me. If you stay with me, you'll be implicated. I don't want you

to be killed because of me!"

Hu Bukai was taken aback, asking in surprise, "The Baili family... hunting you? Young brother,

what going on?"

Wu Tianjiao shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "It's a long story, I can't explain it all at once. In short, you can't

come with me, Old Hu. You should go to Dongjiabao; it's safer there!"

Hearing this, Hu Bukai could only smile wryly in response and didn't insist. Wu Tianjiao was eager to continue his journey. After

chatting with Hu Bukai for a few moments, he bid farewell and hurriedly left.

The ancient road wound its way through the majestic mountains. How many histories were written here amidst the vast, desolate landscape? And how many

galloping cavalrymen were buried here?

The majestic pass stands tall and imposing, a place where the history of Cangyuan begins or ends. The Blue River stretches for thousands of miles, boundless and rootless,

where the corridor of history shines with an ancient brilliance.

Wu Tianjiao rode his Crimson Dragon Beast along the ancient road, admiring the mountain scenery on either side, lost in thought: "The

North vast, populous, and rich in resources, yet its people are fierce and unruly. For thousands of years,

countless wars have raged on this land, heroes vying for power, and uprisings throughout history have originated here. Therefore,

even though the founding emperor established the Divine Eagle Empire, controlling most of the North, he could not completely rule it. In recent

years, the empire's people have suffered, and its national strength has declined. Correspondingly, bandits have proliferated on this northern land,

such as the Black Wind Bandit Gang and the Sky Wolf Bandit Gang..."

Just as he was lost in thought, suddenly, with a "thud," the Crimson Dragon Beast

abruptly , letting out a roar!

"Danger!" Wu Tianjiao's heart skipped a beat. He reacted swiftly, sitting up like a spring, extremely

vigilant .

A murderous aura, a very subtle murderous aura, emanated from the jungle on both sides. An intuition told him that

many assassins were lying in ambush ahead.

The Crimson Dragon Beast, as expected of a top-tier magical beast, possessed an incredibly keen sense of smell, instantly detecting the faint killing intent emanating from the forest.

Wu Tianjiao closed his eyes, his divine sense spreading outwards like a vast net. Like a tidal wave, it swept through

the surrounding jungle, searching out the numerous assassins lying in ambush.

One, two, three… Wu Tianjiao's heart leaped into his throat.

There , their auras varied, yet all exuding a deathly stillness, like corpses.

*Swoosh!* Wu Tianjiao couldn't help but gasp, his brow furrowing, a chill running through him: "Such a formidable force! Who

sent so many assassins? Is it the Wu family or the Baili family?" His mind raced, considering a countermeasure

.

Just then, "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." a dense rain of arrows shot out from the bushes on both sides of the road.

The assassins lying in ambush in the bushes knew their location had been exposed. Unable to launch a sneak attack, they had no choice but to strike first, unleashing a barrage of arrows from powerful

bows and crossbows, intending to pierce Wu Tianjiao's heart with a thousand arrows.

The ones who attacked were more than a hundred assassins with lower martial arts skills. They were each perched

high , firing crossbow bolts down at Wu Tianjiao from above. Because of their high position, the arrows were even more powerful.

Wu Tianjiao moved, like a dragon soaring through the air, twisting and turning, leaving a series of

afterimages in the air.

His maternal grandfather, Zhao Qingshan, was a hunter by trade and was skilled in archery, with superb archery techniques. Wu Tianjiao had practiced

archery Although he was not a master archer, now that he possessed unparalleled martial arts skills, even without practice, his archery skills had reached

a new level, completely different from before.

Just from the sound of the arrows being fired, Wu Tianjiao knew that these archers were not hastily assembled,

but specially trained, professional archers. Their accuracy and strength far

surpassed that of ordinary archers.

Based on this alone, Wu Tianjiao understood that this group of assassins was extraordinary, numerous, and far more dangerous than any he had encountered

before .

Swish, swish, swish… the arrows rained down relentlessly. No matter where Wu Tianjiao flew, the whistling rain of arrows

followed him like a persistent, inescapable leech. The speed at which these archers fired their arrows was truly unparalleled.

“Damn it, even after we’ve passed Beitian City, you’re still relentlessly pursuing me, never letting go! Do

you I’m prey, afraid of you? It seems the only way to

have peace is to kill you all, one group at a time!” Wu Tianjiao roared angrily, letting out a long howl before leaping into the air like an eagle, then

swooping down to earth.

"Damn it, take this, and you'll be doomed!" Wu Tianjiao, suspended in mid-air, his robes billowing and hair

flying, resembled a demon god, his eyes wide with fury and a murderous aura.

Deathly aura, terrifying deathly aura, a deathly aura surging forth from the depths of hell. This terrifying deathly aura suffocated

the archers, making them feel as if death itself had descended. This enraged death god was slaughtering

all living beings in the world with boundless divine power.

The deathly aura rolled in like a tidal wave, covering the sky and earth like dark clouds

, leaving no escape.

"Crimson Bone Demon Palm!" Wu Tianjiao roared, striking out with his palm, sending more than a dozen archers flying. Immediately,

Wu Tianjiao moved like lightning, weaving through the forest, his palms flying, each strike sending a figure flying

.

In an instant, a series of rapid "crackling" sounds echoed through the forest, like firecrackers exploding.

Blood and flesh flew everywhere, creating a horrifying scene...

Death enveloped the forest, the grass and trees withered, and the leaves fell. The archers who had been sent flying by Wu Tianjiao's palms screamed in agony.

Their clothes were torn, and their muscles suddenly burst open, as if their blood had been dried out. The muscles

exploded inch by inch, revealing the white bones.

To completely intimidate the enemy, Wu Tianjiao finally used the rarely used Myriad Tribulations Sect Demonic Art, the Myriad

Tribulations Demonic Art .

His current skill was vastly different from before, far surpassing what he had achieved when he first emerged from seclusion.

Although hadn't deliberately cultivated the Myriad Tribulations Demonic Art, with the improvement of his skill, the demonic art had also improved imperceptibly.

The power of the Crimson Bone Demonic Palm was even greater. The terrifying aspect of the Crimson Bone Demonic Palm was that it could completely destroy a person's muscles,

like a boning knife, until only a skeleton remained.

Although Wu Tianjiao couldn't completely reduce a person to bones, he could destroy most of the archer's muscles,

making it even more terrifying! Before dying, the archers struck by the Crimson Bone Demon Palm could see their

muscles fall away piece by piece. Their upper body muscles were almost completely gone, exposing their writhing internal organs, which they could

see in each other's eyes. Heart, small intestine, large intestine, stomach, lungs… all their internal organs were exposed

to .

Some archers died instantly from the horrific scene, while

others using every ounce of strength to escape this hellish slaughterhouse. Unfortunately, it was all too late;

the terrifying aura of death, like the shadow of the Grim Reaper, tightly enveloped them.

Such a bloody and terrifying scene would make even Death itself tremble. This scene, this

bloody scene, was more terrifying than a battlefield piled high with corpses and rivers of blood, no less so than a hellish hell,

a demon's palace. The Myriad Calamities Demonic Art truly lived up to its reputation as the world's number one demonic art .

Under its influence, in a matter of moments, not

a single 　　one of the hundred-plus archers could escape. Those who were alive just moments before were reduced to skeletons in the blink of an eye under Wu Tianjiao's palm. Just as Wu Tianjiao had turned the last archer into bones, with a "whoosh," figures appeared. More than sixty masked assassins in black leaped out, their swords weaving into a net, directly attacking him. 　　The incoming swords ripped through the sky, leaving streaks of light, like a meteor shower falling from the heavens. Wu Tianjiao was the final point of impact for these meteors; if one passed through him, his entire body would become a honeycomb. 　　With a "whoosh," Wu Tianjiao sprang into the air, his body like a tornado, swirling and rolling with unparalleled energy, using this powerful tornado to deflect the incoming swords. 　　With a "whoosh," shredded cloth flew everywhere. 　　Although Wu Tianjiao moved quickly, he was still struck by seven swords; his protective inner energy was broken, and his clothes were soaked with sword energy.

Shattered. Even with his near-indestructible body, he couldn't withstand the assassin's sword energy piercing his body, leaving seven bloody gashes

. Though not fatal, they still wounded his flesh.

Wu Tianjiao grunted, "Clang—" The Dragon Soul Blade was drawn, like the roar of a dragon and the howl of a tiger. The blade seemed

to sense its master's intense killing intent, letting

out a long, wild cry. Its golden light burst forth like lightning, blindingly bright.

"Die!" Wu Tianjiao roared, like a wounded tiger,

unleashing a "Sweeping March," a sweeping slash. "Pfft—" Blood spurted out, the sharp blade light directly cleaving the four black-clad

assassins , their bodies torn to pieces. Blood sprayed into the sky like a fountain, creating a rain of blood.

"Pfft—" With a sound, two longswords flew in during the gap in Wu Tianjiao's attack on the other assassins,

their target aimed directly at Wu Tianjiao's heart.

With a swift movement, Wu Tianjiao shifted his position, his robes falling aside, and then he somersaulted, allowing two longswords

to pass right under his arms, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow.

"Crack...crack..." His feet spun, and Wu Tianjiao kicked the two assassins who had attacked from behind.

Instantly , both assassins were struck in the cheeks. Wu Tianjiao's kicks were incredibly powerful, infused with Dragon Elephant True Qi;

even steel plates would deform under his kick, let alone flesh.

"Crack..." The sound of shattering bones rang out as the skulls of the two assassins shattered, their heads instantly caved in.

Seeing an opportunity, the other assassins, while their companions blocked the death-like blade,

launched their own swords, aiming directly at Wu Tianjiao. They all hoped to seize the opportunity and achieve a great feat.

"Damn it, let me show you the power of my Dragon Elephant Divine Skill!" Wu Tianjiao roared, his right hand wielding a knife,

his left palm wielding it. With a whoosh, two golden dragon-shaped streams of

true energy .

These dragon-shaped streams of true energy were as lifelike as real dragons, descending like divine light, causing the

black-clad assassins to suddenly emit a golden glow. Unfortunately, they couldn't experience the miracle brought by the divine light. With

a "boom," their bodies exploded, blood spurting out.

Having endured life-or-death trials, Wu Tianjiao's mastery of the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill had become increasingly refined. He could now release and

control will, without the slightest hesitation. The golden dragon-shaped true energy flowed like clouds and water, one after another

released from his palm and blade, whistling through the air and rushing towards the masked black-clad assassins present.

"Dragon Elephant Divine Skill!" some of the assassins cried out in horror. In their eyes, the Dragon

Elephant True Qi emitted by Wu Tianjiao was more terrifying than a demon, like a soul-summoning talisman. Once the dragon-shaped true qi descended upon their bodies, even a great immortal

would not survive.

The life-devouring dragon-shaped true qi was like golden dragons, swirling and dancing, baring their fangs and claws, rushing towards the masked

assassins in black, devouring all life. Every assassin whose body was descended by the golden dragons was blown to pieces, leaving no trace of

their remains .

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