Book of Disaster

"We are now powerless in Hanyang City, and no one will listen to us."

"Do your best."

Bai Qi sighed.

Zhang Chi nodded and quickly shot out a magical arrow.

And the fact was just as they expected. In the dark night, no one cared about the long arrow shot by Bai Qi and others.

The wind and sand rolled, the horses' hooves clattered, and soon in the darkness bursts of shrill screams were heard, accompanied by the laughter of the Dayu cavalry.

Outside the city, the sound of gongs and drums lasted all night long.

It was not until the sky turned white that the Dayu cavalry gave up and retreated.

No one noticed that above the sky of Hanyang City, deep in the clouds above the archer's range, a black falcon with purple lightning flashing all over its body was flapping its wings and soaring.

Its wings seemed to merge with the clouds as it slowly circled, gazing upon the world below.

Those sharp eagle eyes shone with an unusual purple glow, as if they could see through all the secrets. In its deep pupils, the outline of Hanyang City was reflected clearly and vividly.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle pierced the sky.

Its eyes were fixed firmly on a team of Daewoo cavalrymen retreating away outside the city. It flapped its wings violently, and turned into an arrow that pierced the clouds, swooping down from the sky and heading straight for its target.

In front of the Daewoo cavalry, a young general in the lead slowly stretched out his arm, as steady as a rock. There was no need to watch, the huge falcon landed accurately on his arm.

Looking closely, the young general's eyes, like the falcon's, also radiate purple light.

"You performed so perfectly, little darling!"

The purple-eyed young general tossed out a piece of dried fish approvingly and gently stroked the falcon's wings.

The falcon's body was surrounded by purple lightning, and it made a series of cheerful chirps. It rubbed its head gently against the young man, revealing its deep affection.

"Yin Ling, how do you feel?"

The young general with purple eyes asked casually while caressing the falcon without turning his head.

\"Vulnerable.\"

A cold voice came from behind him.

Yin Ling, with a slender figure and sharp eyes, stood not far behind the young general with purple eyes.

His expression was grim and serious, as he stroked a specially made longbow in his hand. The longbow was engraved with mysterious runes and was flashing with faint light.

\"Haha, well said!\"

The young general with purple eyes laughed out loud and raised his head. Two beams of purple light flashed on his handsome face and there was a hint of evil in his eyes.

\"With our cooperation, those useless Yuan reinforcements in Hanyang City won't be able to get past the line even a single step."

\"Okay, boys, take a break. The next round of hunting is about to begin, and don't let anyone go this time!\"

His voice was like a horn, stirring everyone's heart.

\"yes!\"

The responses came from all directions, shaking the earth.

……

The sky brightened, and Bai Qi was still organizing his military equipment in the camp, when suddenly -

"Report!"

Outside the tent, a hurried announcement came:

"General Han has ordered that Master Bai go to the Frost Palace to discuss matters immediately!"

All four of them were stunned and looked at each other.

There is only one General Han in Hanyang City, and that is the commander-in-chief of Hanyang City - General Han Wuji.

The few people had just arrived and had not had time to greet each other, but they did not expect that the other party would come to them first.

"Let's go over and have a look."

……

The Frost Palace is located in the center of Hanyang City.

Compared to the plainness and mediocrity of other areas in the city, the Frost Palace is obviously much taller and more prosperous, and is extremely eye-catching in the city.

This is Han Wuji's residence, and also the place where the generals of Hanyang City hold meetings.

When Bai Qi and others arrived, all the generals had already gathered in the Frost Palace.

In the hall, captains and captains dressed in armor stood in line with tall and straight postures. The powerful aura they exuded was like a storm, which was awe-inspiring.

Further up, there was a famous military general, sitting on both sides like a tiger and a crouching dragon, with eyes as sharp as torches, emitting a powerful aura.

At the very top, a middle-aged man wearing golden armor, as majestic as a mountain, had his back to the crowd, staring intently at a battle map at the back of the hall, with his hands behind his back, not moving at all.

Although there were no words or movements, the middle-aged man was like a mountain. Just by standing there, he suppressed the generals in the hall and made them dare not make any sound.

The hall was as silent as death, and the oppressive atmosphere was suffocating.

"Hiss, boy, this atmosphere is wrong."

Zhou Yixian took a breath and whispered.

This scene made Zhou Yixian feel palpitating just by standing at the door of the hall.

"Don't panic, wait and see what happens and see what they are up to."

Bai Qi said calmly.

With his current cultivation level at the peak of Quasi-Saint, there is really nothing to be afraid of unless he encounters a Martial Saint.

"tread!"

The moment Bai Qi and others stepped into the hall, it was like a drop of cold oil dropped into boiling water. In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Bai Qi and others. Their eyes were as fiery as if they wanted to see through them.

For a moment, the pressure in the hall increased sharply, and it seemed that even the air was stagnant.

With such a big scene, Zhou Yixian felt as if a thorn in his back, and was very uncomfortable. Even Zhang Chi looked solemn and felt vaguely uneasy.

On the other hand, Bai Qi and Xu Xuansu looked calm and composed.

This is a show of force!

"Bai Qi meets the general."

Bai Qi was not moved at all. He strode to the front of the hall, bowed, and said directly, neither servile nor overbearing:

"I wonder what the general wants to see me about?"

"Bai Qi."

From above, a powerful voice sounded, like thunder, shaking the entire hall.

As the four people were looking at them, General Han finally turned around and looked over.

This is a middle-aged military general with a mighty and resolute face. His body is majestic, like an iron tower. Just by standing there casually, he exudes a terrifying aura like a storm.

There was a flash of cold light in his eyes, and a cold light of six or seven inches burst out when he opened and closed them, as if he could see into people's hearts, giving people an extremely strong sense of oppression, which was daunting.

This is the commander-in-chief of Hanyang City—Han Wuji!

"This person... has such a strong sense of oppression!"

Bai Qi's eyelids twitched and his heart sank.

Although it was just a glance and there was no deliberate aura revealed, but General Han gave Bai Qi the feeling that he was extremely powerful. To some extent, he was even more powerful than General Long Wei.

Bai Qi is now at the peak of Quasi-Saint level, which also gives him a sense of oppression. It can only mean that the internal strength in this person's body has been trained to perfection by him, and it is very likely that he has also practiced some special secret method and possesses strong explosive power and destructive power.

Han Wuji is from the old martial arts lineage.

The two belong to different factions and are as hostile as water and fire.