162: Chapter 162 Crushing a Half-Step Celestial Weapon with Bare Hands

"My sword!"

Wang Zhen let out a painful low roar, with only half a sword hilt remaining in his hand.

He looked at Gu Han in disbelief, his eyes filled with fear.

That was a Half-step Heavenly Human Realm weapon.

It had actually been destroyed so easily by Gu Han.

"No, impossible!"

A roar like a trapped beast came from Wang Zhen's throat; looking at the broken hilt in his hand, his eyes instantly became hollow.

This broadsword had followed him into battle for many years and had drunk the blood of countless Evil Path monsters.

It was his pride and joy, and even more, the symbol of his strength.

But now, it had been crushed by Gu Han with his bare hands.

This power, this dominance, far exceeded the limits of his understanding.

The high-ranking officials in the great hall were also deeply shaken, the sound of gasps echoing one after another.

They looked at Gu Han's relaxed posture, as if what he had just destroyed was not a Half-step Heavenly Human Realm Sharp Weapon, but a piece of rotten wood.

Gu Han's strength exceeded everyone's estimation and completely overturned their fixed impression of the Zhenwu Division Commander.

It was far from what previous Commanders like Yang Qianjue could compare to.

The smile on the corners of Gu Han's lips became increasingly cold and grim; he took a step forward, his figure approaching Wang Zhen like a ghost.

Wang Zhen only felt a suffocating pressure rushing towards him, as if he were being stared at by an ancient Vicious Beast, making all the hair on his body stand on end.

He wanted to retreat, but found his legs were like they had been filled with lead, unable to move.

"Commander Wang, you keep claiming to uphold the imperial dignity, but in the eyes of This Commander, you are trampling upon imperial majesty!"

Gu Han's voice was not loud, but every word was like a knife, slashing directly at Wang Zhen's mind.

"Framing a superior and attempting to deceive the imperial ears—do you know what kind of crime this is?"

"Do you not know that the Zhenwu Division only listens to the decree of Your Majesty?"

"Even a prince cannot mobilize a single soldier of the Zhenwu Division."

He extended his right hand, his five fingers like iron tongs, precisely gripping Wang Zhen's right arm, and twisted it violently.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of shattering bones echoed clearly within the great hall.

Accompanied by a shrill scream from Wang Zhen.

His right arm twisted and deformed in a strange posture, hanging down limp and lifeless.

The intense pain instantly shattered all of Wang Zhen's psychological defenses.

Blue veins bulged on his forehead, his body trembled violently, and there was no trace of his former majesty on his face.

"Gu Tian, you... you dare to cripple me!"

Wang Zhen roared hoarsely, his eyes filled with unbelievable despair.

Gu Han was expressionless, the killing intent in his eyes increasing rather than decreasing.

He slowly raised his left hand, and the condensed Heavenly Prison True Qi, like tangible ink-colored light, enveloped his palm.

That light carried a strange fluctuation that devoured everything, making everyone present feel a trembling from the depths of their Soul.

"What if I cripple you?"

"Today, This Commander shall make you all understand what hierarchy is, and what imperial majesty is!"

Gu Han's voice was like ice, and he suddenly struck Wang Zhen's Dantian with a palm.

Wang Zhen's pupils shrank; he felt the aura of death.

The Dantian is a Martial Artist's vital point.

Once destroyed, one's cultivation is completely abolished, making life worse than death.

He wanted to struggle, wanted to resist.

But under Gu Han's massive pressure.

He was like a lamb stuck in a quagmire.

He could only watch helplessly as the palm print containing destructive power continuously enlarged in his eyes.

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, air waves rolled.

Wang Zhen's body shook violently, and blood sprayed wildly from his mouth.

His whole body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into the distant wall.

The wall cracked instantly, and spiderweb-like fissures spread rapidly.

Wang Zhen slid limply to the ground, his face as pale as paper, staring blankly at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.

A heart-wrenching pain came from his Dantian, his internal True Qi dissipated, and he could no longer condense even a fraction.

He was crippled! Completely reduced to a useless person.

Inside the great hall, there was dead silence.

All the high-ranking officials were silent as cicadas in winter, looking at Gu Han with terrified eyes, and no one dared to make a sound anymore.

They had witnessed Wang Zhen with their own eyes.

How this once arrogant Zhenwu Division official was crushed like an ant in Gu Han's hands.

That decisiveness, that ruthlessness, made everyone feel a chill down their spines.

Gu Han slowly retracted his palm, his cold gaze sweeping over the silent crowd in the great hall.

Wherever his gaze passed, no one dared to meet his eyes, and they all bowed their heads, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Li Tong, Wang Zhen!"

Gu Han's voice echoed in the great hall, every word carrying unquestionable majesty.

"You have committed insubordination and framed This Commander; your crimes are unforgivable!"

He walked up to Li Tong and Wang Zhen, looking down at these two useless people from a high position.

"From today on, Li Tong and Wang Zhen are dismissed from all posts and expelled from the Zhenwu Division."

"Never to step foot into the Zhenwu Division for all eternity!"

Gu Han's voice had no ripples.

But it was like a death sentence, making Li Tong and Wang Zhen's bodies tremble violently.

Expelled from the Zhenwu Division.

For them, it was worse than killing them.

They had lost everything—lost their power, lost their status, and even lost the possibility of surviving.

The people they had offended before would definitely use this opportunity to take revenge on them.

"Gu... Gu Tian, you cannot do this!"

Li Tong struggled to raise his head, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness.

"You do not have this authority!"

"Authority?"

Gu Han sneered.

He slowly raised his hand, golden light condensed in his palm, and a token appeared out of thin air.

On the token, a Dragon pattern was coiled; it was the supreme token of the Zhenwu Division Commander.

Representing the supreme authority bestowed by Your Majesty.

"This is the Zhenwu Division Commander Token, personally bestowed by Your Majesty!"

Gu Han held the token, golden light flowing and reflecting on his cold, stern face.

"Do you dare to say one more word that This Commander does not have this authority?"

Once the token appeared, everyone in the great hall knelt down together, their voices respectful and trembling.

"Greetings, Commander!"

Li Tong and Wang Zhen's eyes were filled with despair.

They never dreamed.

That Gu Han not only returned unscathed but even brought the Commander Token symbolizing supreme power.

This meant that Gu Han's return had received Your Majesty's tacit approval, or even personal endorsement.

Gu Han put away the token, his gaze sweeping over the kneeling high-ranking officials again.

His voice carried an unquestionable majesty, like a great bell, shaking their hearts.

"From now on, the entire Zhenwu Division."

"All actions must be carried out according to the orders of This Commander!"

"Those who dare to disobey, Li Tong and Wang Zhen shall be your fate!"

"Is that clear?!"

"It is clear."

The high-ranking officials responded in unison, their voices uniform, without a hint of hesitation.

Gu Han nodded with satisfaction.

He knew that today's thunderous methods were enough to make those with ulterior motives temporarily put away their petty thoughts.

The Zhenwu Division must become the sharpest knife in his hand.

At least, it must not become a hindrance to him.

His gaze fell on Li Tong and Wang Zhen, his voice calm and devoid of any emotion.

"Throw these two pieces of trash out of the Zhenwu Division, never to be employed again."

Two Zhenwu Division guards immediately stepped forward.

Dragging Li Tong and Wang Zhen, who were like dead dogs, and quickly left the great hall.

Li Tong lay under the cracked stone pillar, the blood at the corner of his mouth mixed with dirt, his voice hoarse and twisted, filled with extreme resentment.

He struggled to raise his head, his bruised face filled with unwillingness and madness.