61: Chapter 61 Qin Muyuan's Reflections and Introspection

Huoyun City, Imperial Palace Area, on Queqian Square.

Crimson armor like blood, solemn and chilling.

Thousands of heavily armored Huoyun Army troops held spears, their iron shields freezing cold, standing as majestic as red mountains.

A Killing Intent condensed into something tangible; ordinary citizens who glanced at it would feel their hearts and courage shatter.

This elite army, controlled by the Emperor of Huoyun Country, covered in armor and reflecting the sun off their weapons, was like a torrent of iron armor!

The scorching sun burned the sky, and the crimson armor reflected a fierce light.

The entire army seemed like a torrent of flames burning on the ground, swearing to incinerate all invading enemies.

In front of the military formation, the Martial Artists in Huoyun City stood like majestic mountain peaks.

Second-rate and first-rate Martial Artists were imposing in stature, their eyes sharp as blades, their Aura wild and unbridled like fierce tigers.

Five Martial Masters with an Aura like the Seven Kills Star stood towering in front of the formation.

The majestic inner force and chilling intent radiating from them caused the entire Queqian Square to suddenly sink, as if pressed down by Mount Tai!

However, facing these thousands of Huoyun Army troops standing in battle array before him...

...as well as the array composed of top-tier forces like Martial Artists and Martial Masters,

Qin Muyuan seemed completely unable to feel any pressure at all, strolling leisurely directly into Queqian Square.

"Are you Qin Muyuan?"

As soon as he stepped into Queqian Square, a man dressed in fiery red imperial court robes stepped forward from the crowd to meet him.

This man's Realm was roughly at the level of a first-rate Martial Artist.

The reason for saying "roughly" was because even Qin Muyuan couldn't determine his true Realm.

The inner force in his body had indeed reached the level of a first-rate Martial Artist.

But the Aura he gave Qin Muyuan felt merely like someone who had just crossed the threshold of a second-rate Martial Artist, lacking that feeling when facing second-rate Martial Artists previously.

The man in fiery red robes walked out of the crowd, raised his head slightly, and said:

"Qin Muyuan, you are a powerful expert."

"And for an expert like you, Your Majesty the Emperor is willing to give you a chance to turn over a new leaf!"

"As long as you are willing to bow your head and apologize right now, and are willing to submit to the imperial court in the future, Your Majesty is willing to show mercy and forgive your misdeeds..."

As this Martial Artist in fiery red robes spoke, the group of Martial Artists and Martial Masters behind him gripped their weapons tightly, prepared at any moment for this stupid head-out fool to be killed.

Although Your Majesty the Emperor had indeed said that as long as Qin Muyuan was willing to submit to the court, Your Majesty would spare him...

...no Martial Artist would take these words seriously. They only treated it as rhetoric put on by the Emperor to show that he valued talent.

After all...

That Qin Muyuan dared to kill officials, commandants, and governors, and had even fought his way all the way to Huoyun City.

Relying solely on lip service to make him give up and submit to the imperial court?

The Martial Artists knew with their brains that it was impossible!

However... even these Martial Artists and Martial Masters didn't expect that someone actually took it seriously!

But when they saw that the person who took it seriously was Song Zizhang, all the Martial Artists weren't surprised anymore.

Because this Song Zizhang was a relative of the royal family.

Although he had reached the Realm of a first-rate Martial Artist and could project his inner force...

...it was all pill-stuffed up. Speaking of actual combat ability... calling him a piece of trash wouldn't be an exaggeration.

In the past, whether first-rate Martial Artists or Martial Masters, none were willing to cross Song Zizhang.

Not because of his formidable strength, but because he was a royal relative with the current Emperor standing behind him.

And as someone spoiled from childhood, seeing that no one dared to cross him, Song Zizhang actually thought he was powerful and others were terrified of him.

He felt more and more awesome about himself.

Thus, it resulted in his current state—unable to even understand the situation, yet daring to bark in front of Qin Muyuan like a dog.

Nevertheless, no one went to stop Song Zizhang.

Because in their hearts, they also held a sliver of hope:

What if? What if Qin Muyuan agreed?

Now, these Martial Artists and Martial Masters already knew about Qin Muyuan killing Grand Master Lin Jiuye.

This showed that Qin Muyuan's strength belonged at least to the powerful tier among Martial Masters.

Facing such an enemy, of course they preferred not to fight if possible.

Otherwise, one careless move meant death!

Moreover, by their logic, there was indeed a probability Qin Muyuan might agree.

After all, if Qin Muyuan didn't accept the amnesty, was he going to single-handedly fight the entire formidable military power of Huoyun Country?

No matter how one thought about it... wasn't that too arrogant?

On the other side, Qin Muyuan, who had just stepped into Queqian Square and heard Song Zizhang's words, looked thoroughly dissatisfied.

He originally thought Song Zizhang stepped forward to deliver some pre-battle speech between two armies.

Thereby setting the atmosphere of the battlefield so he could enjoy a good killing spree.

If that were the case, Qin Muyuan could have spared Song Zizhang after listening to the battle speech.

Letting him return to the army formation first before Qin Muyuan charged in to slaughter him.

In the end... this foolish bird babbled on and on, only to say such a load of nonsense?

Clang!

The Bone Nail unsheathed, its metallic ring echoing across the entire Queqian Square.

Song Zizhang's voice stopped abruptly at this point, his head falling suddenly amid the ringing of the sword.

Qin Muyuan raised his eyes and looked at the crowd behind who revealed shocked expressions.

"It's my fault."

Qin Muyuan had originally thought that before the battle lines, these people could at least speak a few decent pre-battle declarations to add some atmosphere to the slaughter and set the battlefield mood.

"But now it seems I was wrong."

His voice carried deep grief, as if he were genuinely reflecting on himself:

"For them, I shouldn't listen to nonsense; it directly wasted half a minute of my time."

"Instead, I should—skip, skip! All of you, die for me!"

Qin Muyuan let out a fierce, bloodthirsty roar, his Killing Intent surging wildly out of his body like a tide.

Atop the Bone Nail, eerie blue thunder and crimson blood-fiend Aura fused together.

Blended with the sharp silver light generated by the Consecutive Kills martial art, it condensed into a terrifying sword light that made anyone who saw it turn pale.

"Kill!"

Bang!

In the next instant, Qin Muyuan tapped the tips of his toes, and his entire body swept out like a crack of thunder, instantly charging before the frontmost Martial Master!

"Hey! Quick, help me!"

Sensing Qin Muyuan's Killing Intent as deep as an abyss and as terrifying as hell, this Martial Master's heart trembled.

He roared angrily while calling for the other Martial Masters to quickly lend him a hand.

At the same time, he erupted with all his inner force and poured it into the spear in his hand, wanting to block Qin Muyuan's lightning-fast attack.

However...

"Remove Your Equipment!"

Along with a flash of Qin Muyuan's thought, the spear tightly gripped in this Martial Master's hand became as if covered in grease and lubricant.

In an instant, it refused to obey the Martial Master's command and unexpectedly slipped right out of his palm.

"?!!"

This scene caused the Martial Master's eyelids to twitch violently; he had never expected his weapon could suddenly slip away at this critical moment!

His combat experience was extremely rich, and his reaction was quite fast. In the very next moment after the spear slipped, he erupted with inner force again to snatch the spear back into his hand.

It was just that...

In a life-or-death battle, a single instant... was an eternity!

Boom!

The Bone Nail pierced straight down toward this Martial Artist like thunder striking down from the heavens.

It was terrifyingly fast!

And because of that single moment's delay, this Martial Artist was instantly—decapitated!

He couldn't even withstand a single strike from Qin Muyuan!