Scripture of Days Past

Jiang Longyu had been keeping a close eye on Chu Qiguang's battles, not because he was impressed by Chu Qiguang's strength, but because he was drawing inspiration from them.

First, he makes his opponent kneel, then he kicks them around the platform like a cockroach! How does he come up with these ideas? I have to start doing things like that as well!

As much as he hated to admit it, Jiang Longyu had to begrudgingly concede that Chu Qiguang was a better show-off than him.

Thinking back on all of Chu Qiguang's previous battles, from the imperial martial examination to the monthly examinations on Jade Face Mountain, followed by the two matches that had just concluded, Jiang Longyu became increasingly convinced of one thing.

He's just like me! He also takes pleasure in humiliating his opponents!

With that in mind, Jiang Longyu grew even more excited.

Meanwhile, Chu Qiguang watched the excited smile spread across Jiang Longyu's face and wondered, Seriously though, does this guy actually have the same condition as me?

The two of them stepped onto the platform, and Jiang Longyu drew his saber as he began, "Chu Qiguang, I—"

All of a sudden, a thunderous, beastly roar rang out in the distance, accompanied by the sound of toppling houses.

Zhong Shan'e was the first to react. He instantly vanished from the spot, launching himself into the sky with such force that a fierce gust of wind swept through the air in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, he had risen dozens of meters into the air. From that vantage point, he could see a giant white nine-tailed fox to the north, making short work of the guards who had converged around it.

To the south, a man with the head of a dog was wielding a pair of axes, tearing through a unit of Demon Vanquishing Department Soldiers like a wolf mauling a flock of sheep.

At the same time, more fiends and living corpses were converging on the villa from all directions, and they were already locked in battle with the soldiers of the Demon Vanquishing Department.

"Yang Ling! Evacuate all the trainees!" Zhong Shan'e ordered with a furious expression. "Everyone else, come with me—"

His voice abruptly cut off as eleven shadowy figures sprang toward him from all directions.

A hint of recognition flashed through Chu Qiguang's eyes. They were Layman Evergreen's pallbearers.

But why are there only eleven of them? It seems the most powerful undying divine general isn't here...

Faced with the eleven oncoming living corpses, Zhong Shan'e sprang into action at once, becoming an explosive blur of movement that was far too fast for the naked eye to follow.

Not a single person on the training ground saw exactly what he had done, but in the next instant, all his eleven assailants had been torn to shreds and were plummeting toward the ground amid a gruesome shower of blood.

Zhong Shan'e also descended to the ground, and not even a speck of blood could be seen on the blade of his demonslaying saber.

However, the battle was far from over. The dismembered bodies of the pallbearers somehow fused back together, and they threw themselves at Zhong Shan'e again, seemingly fully recovered.

At the same time, Zhong Shan'e was overcome by a momentary daze, and in that split-second of inaction, the pallbearers surrounded him in a tight formation, with all of their weapons aimed at his vital regions.

The moment Zhong Shan'e regained his senses, he realized that he had just come under a mental attack.

The Immortal Dao is involved! That was clearly the work of the Dao Comprehension-state supreme guardian!

Bogged down by the eleven pallbearers, Zhong Shan'e had no choice but to engage them in battle again as he yelled, "Yang Ling! Take the trainees and get out of here! Everyone else, go wherever reinforcements are needed! I'll be fine here on my own."

Everyone immediately sprang into action under Zhong Shan'e's orders, and Jiang Longyu was the first trainee to be taken away by Yang Ling.

As one of the Eight Han Resurgence Generals, his safety was prioritized over that of the other trainees.

Jiang Longyu was furious that his long-awaited battle against Chu Qiguang had been so unceremoniously interrupted, but he had no choice but to flee the training ground with Yang Ling.

Everyone had only just rushed out of the training ground when they were confronted by Fu Bao, the humanoid dog fiend, who was accompanied by several other fiends.

Song Ming immediately sprang forward to confront Fu Bao, but he was at a disadvantage in both strength and power. With a single swing of his ax, Fu Bao sent him flying.

The other instructors and lecturers also engaged the other fiends in battle, and in the blink of an eye, the situation descended into complete pandemonium.

Everyone was quickly separated in the chaos, and one of the fiends, a black wolf fiend, had had his attention focused solely on Jiang Longyu the entire time.

The wolf fiend was from the northern grasslands, and his mission was to assist the Immortal Dao and kill any prominent martial arts prodigies of the Great Han Empire that he encountered.

As one of the Eight Han Resurgence Generals, Jiang Longyu was naturally at the very top of his hit list.

All the instructors and lecturers around Jiang Longyu had been drawn away by the other fiends, including Yang Ling, who currently had his hands full battling a tiger fiend.

The wolf fiend immediately seized the opportunity. He raised his staff and swung it down at Jiang Longyu with tremendous force.

Fiends already possessed superior physical constitutions compared with humans, and even without that advantage, the wolf fiend was still a fifth-state martial artist, an opponent that Jiang Longyu had no hope of defeating.

Faced with the rapidly approaching staff, the hairs on the back of Jiang Longyu's neck stood on end, and he felt closer to death than ever before.

He let out a loud roar, mustering what little courage he could as he raised his saber to defend himself. The instant his saber met the wolf fiend's staff, the latter was sliced cleanly in two.

However, Jiang Longyu's saber was also knocked from his grasp. The impact tore open his hands, and blood came gushing from his mouth.