“He’s dead!!”
It took a long while for Jasper Zuo and the others to regain their composure.
A high-ranking cultivator from the Kunlun Daoist Sect had been slain by Oliver Sheng with a single sword strike.
This was nothing short of tearing the sky apart.
A great calamity!
If word of this spread, it would undoubtedly cause a massive upheaval.
Their reaction was not one of joy, but of worry—worry that the peerless experts of the Kunlun Daoist Sect would emerge to kill Oliver Sheng.
Unlike Jasper Zuo, Feng Yinlie, and the others, countless ordinary people erupted in cheers.
“Hail the Marquis!!”
“The Marquis is invincible!!”
In their eyes, Champion Marquis Oliver Sheng was akin to a deity.
With such a powerful figure guarding the border, they could sleep soundly at night.
Oliver Sheng reached out and took a spatial ring, the only item left behind after the death of the old Taoist Tianxing.
After putting away the spatial ring, he also suppressed and stored the Red Dragon Sword.
This was his spoils of war. When he returned to River West, he would refine the Red Dragon Sword, as he was in need of a sword.
When Hazel Han arrived with the courtiers, she only saw the breathtaking sword strike that Oliver Sheng had unleashed.
Even Hazel Han, who was also a Great Grandmaster, was shocked by that strike. As the Ancestor had said, Oliver Sheng’s strength had indeed surpassed that of a Great Grandmaster, reaching an unimaginable level.
Seeing Empress Hazel Han arrive, Jasper Zuo, Feng Yinlie, and the others hurriedly descended from the city wall.
“Greetings, Your Majesty!!”
“Greetings, Your Majesty!”
Countless people bowed in respect.
“Rise, everyone!” Hazel Han said.
Oliver Sheng returned to the ground and smiled when he saw Hazel Han and the others.
“Your Majesty, why have you and the ministers come?”
“With such a major event, how could I stay put?” Hazel Han said, exasperated.
“Oliver, you were too reckless. You should have captured the Kunlun Daoist Sect member instead. Now that you’ve killed him, the Kunlun Daoist Sect will surely send stronger people to seek revenge,” Hazel Han said worriedly.
“No matter. If one comes, I’ll kill one. If two come, I’ll kill a pair!” Oliver Sheng said nonchalantly.
His proud and resolute demeanor made countless hearts tremble.
This was the Champion Marquis of Great Wei, fearless and proud.
The ministers looked at Oliver Sheng, thinking that this Champion Marquis truly had a murderous aura befitting someone who had fought his way out of the border army.
Hazel Han rubbed her forehead. This man was indeed as rumored, cultivating the path of slaughter.
“Although the Kunlun Daoist Sect is far away in Da Li, it is the second most powerful Daoist Sect in the world. No one knows how many Yang Spirit experts they have. Treating the Kunlun Daoist Sect like this will surely anger them greatly,” Hazel Han said helplessly.
Now that Oliver Sheng had killed someone, anything she said was in vain.
If the Kunlun Daoist Sect targeted Oliver Sheng, Great Wei would be unable to protect him.
“Your Majesty need not worry about me. I will handle the Kunlun Daoist Sect,” Oliver Sheng said.
Although the Kunlun Daoist Sect was powerful, it was not enough to make him fear.
“Alright, Your Majesty, we need to set off. We’ve been delayed for a while,” Oliver Sheng said with a smile.
“Let’s go, move out!!”
Without lingering, Oliver Sheng led his men back on the road to River West.
Watching Oliver Sheng and his men continue on their way, the courtiers were at a loss for words.
This Champion Marquis truly did not regard the Kunlun Daoist Sect as a threat.
“Is he really not afraid of the Kunlun Daoist Sect’s retaliation?” a minister asked.
No one answered him, and no one had an answer. In their hearts, Oliver Sheng had become an image of defiance.
Fearless of heaven and earth, and not even the Kunlun Daoist Sect.
Back at the palace, Hazel Han went to the royal armory.
“Ancestor!!”
“Come in, girl!” Han Wu’s aged voice echoed.
Entering the ninth level of the royal armory, Hazel Han bowed to Ancestor Han Wu.
“Ancestor!”
“Girl, what brings you here?”
“Ancestor, did you see Oliver Sheng’s battle with the high cultivator from the Kunlun Daoist Sect?” Hazel Han asked.
Han Wu nodded slowly.
“What do you think of Oliver Sheng?” Hazel Han inquired.
“Not a Martial Saint, but surpasses a Martial Saint. Comparable to the peak of the early Martial Saint stage,” Han Wu said.
“What?!” Hazel Han was greatly surprised.
“How did he achieve that?!”
Such cultivation was truly defying the heavens. To defeat a Martial Saint as a Great Grandmaster was realized in Oliver Sheng.
“This person cannot be judged by common sense. Once he breaks through to the Martial Saint Realm, even mid-stage Martial Saints will not be his match,” Han Wu said.
Such an extraordinary individual, he had never seen in his lifetime.
Hazel Han was silent for a long time. No wonder the Ancestor had suggested she choose Oliver Sheng as her husband.
As long as his path did not falter, Oliver Sheng would surely stand at the pinnacle of the Martial Saints.
“He has offended the Kunlun Daoist Sect. What should we do? Should we help him?” Hazel Han asked.
“We cannot help him against the Kunlun Daoist Sect. If he can survive this calamity, he will soar to the heavens and be invincible in the world. If he cannot, everything will return to nothingness,” Han Wu said. Cultivation was a struggle.
Whether martial cultivators, Daoist cultivators, or demon cultivators, they all contended with others, with the earth, and with the heavens!
Without reaching the Martial Emperor Realm, in the end, they would all become dust.
“Take the Sun-Chasing Divine Bow and the Dragon Scale Armor to him. Consider it as Great Wei’s support,” Han Wu finally said, taking out a bow and a set of armor.
Great Wei did not have the strength to contend with the Kunlun Daoist Sect.
The Daoist Sect did not interfere with worldly matters. If they did, the whole world would be theirs.
Now, with the Daoist Sect flourishing, even demons and heretics had to retreat.
“Yes, Ancestor!” Hazel Han took the divine bow and armor and stored them in her spatial ring.
The Sun-Chasing Divine Bow and Dragon Scale Armor were crafted by the founding emperor of Great Wei from the bones, tendons, and scales of a Martial Saint Realm dragon he had slain in the Ten Thousand Mountains.
They were sacred martial artifacts of the Martial Saint Realm.
Taking the two divine weapons, Hazel Han left the palace and pursued Oliver Sheng.
At night, Oliver Sheng’s troops rested in a mountain forest.
The firelight flickered as the soldiers sat around the campfire, roasting meat.
They had hunted several tigers, deer, and antelopes in the forest for dinner.
“Come out!” Oliver Sheng called into the darkness.
“Hmm?!”
Sawyer Shangguan and the others instantly became alert.
“Oliver, your senses are sharp,” Hazel Han, dressed in black, emerged from the darkness.
Seeing that it was Empress Hazel Han, everyone relaxed their guard.
“Greetings, Your Majesty!”
“No need for formalities!” Hazel Han waved her hand.
“Your Majesty, what brings you here so late?” Oliver Sheng asked curiously.
He didn’t believe Hazel Han would come for no reason.
“The Ancestor asked me to bring these to you,” Hazel Han said, taking out the Sun-Chasing Divine Bow and Dragon Scale Armor.
Oliver Sheng’s eyes lit up at the sight of the divine bow and armor in Hazel Han’s hands. What treasures!
“Then I won’t stand on ceremony,” Oliver Sheng said, summoning the divine bow and armor into his hands.
“You really are shameless,” Hazel Han couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
These were treasures of the Great Wei royal family, and there weren’t many of them.
“Haha, thank you, Your Majesty, for the divine weapons,” Oliver Sheng said with a laugh.
“Don’t die, or I’ll suffer a great loss,” Hazel Han said before leaving.
Watching Hazel Han depart, Oliver Sheng smiled.
“Heh! Women!”
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