164: Chapter 164 The order was like a mountain collapsing; a thousand guards trampled through the northern suburbs.

Gu Han spoke at a rapid pace, his orders raining down like a barrage of cannon fire, without any pause or room for negotiation.

His gaze was cold and decisive, like a hawk locking onto its prey, radiating a chilling intent to kill.

"Everyone perform your respective duties and fight in coordination."

"The Xuan Division is responsible for intelligence gathering and analysis, the Ji Division is responsible for arrests and interrogations, and the Wu Division is responsible for clearing and suppression!"

"All operations must show results within three days."

"Three days later, if anyone has failed to complete their mission, do not blame This Commander for enforcing martial law!"

His final sentence carried a bone-chilling threat, causing the air in the great hall to suddenly drop in temperature.

The high-ranking officials shuddered and hurriedly accepted the orders, their voices booming.

"Understood! Commander!"

In their eyes, besides fear, there was also a sense of stirred-up bloodlust.

Gu Han's iron-fisted methods allowed them to see the true power of the Zhenwu Division.

"Oh, that's right."

"If you encounter a stronghold of the Blood God Cult, do not act rashly."

"Report it to me."

"I will lead everyone to wipe it out together."

Gu Han spoke again.

"Yes, Commander!"

Everyone stood up in unison and bowed with cupped hands.

Gu Han nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand to signal them to leave.

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Following Gu Han's orders, the entire Zhenwu Division seemed to have been injected with adrenaline and instantly sprang to life.

The previously lax atmosphere was swept away, replaced by an air of iron discipline and grim solemnity.

The spies of the Ji Division turned into ghosts in the dark night, weaving through the streets and alleys of the capital, taverns and teahouses, brothels and markets, and even those hidden strongholds secretly controlled by powerful noble families.

Their gazes were as sharp as hawks, not letting a single trace of suspicion slip by.

The Zhenwu Guards of the Wu Division were fully armed, their blades unsheathed and reflecting a chilling light.

They formed elite squads, centering on the Zhenwu Division and spreading out in a fan shape to conduct carpet searches.

Every dark corner and every tightly closed door could not escape their scrutiny.

The air was filled with a tense and oppressive atmosphere. Although the citizens of the capital felt uneasy, they also felt a long-lost sense of security from the Zhenwu Division's swift and decisive actions.

"Reporting to the Commander. The Xuan Division has obtained secret intelligence that there is an abandoned righteous cemetery in the northern suburbs of the capital. Recently, at night, there have often been flashes of blood-red light and Demonic Qi filling the air; it is suspected to be a hiding place for remnants of the Blood God Cult!"

"Reporting to the Commander. The Ji Division has captured a suspicious member of the Yao Race in a brothel in the South City. Their internal Demonic Qi is impure, suggesting they have been hiding among the Human Race for many years. We are currently interrogating them under torture!"

"Commander. The Wu Division discovered a secret chamber beneath an ancient temple in the West City that had been eroded by Demonic Qi. There was a lingering scent of the Yao Race inside, and it has been secured!"

Reports flew into the Zhenwu Division's great hall like snowflakes. Gu Han sat at the head, listening to his subordinates' excited reports, a satisfied curve forming on his lips.

This group of people could only unleash such potential when pushed to the brink. It seems that the act of killing the chicken to scare the monkey had a significant effect.

"Chu Ming!" Gu Han's voice was like a booming bell, shaking the great hall.

"I am here!" Chu Ming jolted, immediately stepped forward, and bowed respectfully.

"Notify the Xuan Division and the Wu Division. Immediately assemble the elite forces and accompany This Commander to the righteous cemetery in the northern suburbs!"

Gu Han's gaze was sharp, like an unsheathed sword, pointing directly ahead. "It is time to round up these rats of the Blood God Cult once and for all!"

At the same time, Gu Han was very pleased internally. "I didn't expect these people to actually find something. It's completely outside of the strongholds that old man Chu Tiankuo gave me. Interesting."

At this moment, Gu Han's order was like a roaring mountain torrent, instantly washing away all remaining inertia and hesitation in the Zhenwu Division's great hall.

After receiving the order, Chu Ming's figure became like a bolt of black lightning, quickly disappearing outside the hall to assemble the elites of the Xuan Division and the Wu Division.

The air was filled with a murderous Aura about to tear through the night; it was a long-dormant blade finally bestowed with the mission to sever everything.

In just a moment, on the training grounds outside the Zhenwu Division, over a thousand Zhenwu Guards stood in neat formation, their armor gleaming and blades unsheathed, reflecting a piercing cold light in the morning sun.

Every one of them was a battle-hardened veteran, their eyes flashing with determination and fanaticism. Gu Han, this newly appointed Commander, had suppressed dissent with thunderous methods and reshaped the rules with an iron will. Now, he had become the new faith in their hearts.

"Move out!" Gu Han gave the order, his voice shaking the surroundings, carrying an unrivaled dominance.

With a movement of his body, he was the first to dash out of the Zhenwu Division's gate, followed closely by over a thousand Zhenwu Guards. Like a black torrent, they rolled majestically toward the northern suburbs of the capital.

The morning capital, after experiencing a night of turmoil, was still filled with a lingering sense of oppression. The citizens cautiously stepped out of their homes, looking at the patrolling Zhenwu Guards on the street with eyes full of worry and unease.

However, when they saw that figure leading the army with an imposing momentum, a deep, indescribable sense of security suddenly welled up in the depths of their hearts.

"That is... the Commander of the Zhenwu Division!" someone exclaimed in a low voice, their tone tinged with a hint of reverence.

"With the Zhenwu Division taking action, they will surely be able to eliminate all demons and evil!"

The righteous cemetery in the northern suburbs was only a few dozen miles from the capital, but because it had been in disrepair for years, it was overgrown with weeds and filled with Yin Qi. The dilapidated houses and crooked tombstones appeared like ghostly shadows in the morning mist.

This place was neglected all year round and was a dangerous site that the citizens of the capital avoided at all costs. However, at this moment, it had become a hiding place for the remnants of the Blood God Cult, and more importantly, a hunting ground in Gu Han's eyes that was about to be cleared.

When Gu Han led the Zhenwu Guards to the outskirts of the righteous cemetery, an intensely thick smell of blood assaulted their faces. The Aura carried decay and evil, as if it could erode one's mind and make one retch.

"Indeed, a den of filth!" Gu Han snorted coldly, cold light erupting from his eyes. He did not hesitate in the slightest and directly gave the order: "Surround the righteous cemetery. Leave no one alive, kill them all!"

Boom! As soon as his voice fell, over a thousand Zhenwu Guards, like tigers released from their cages, instantly dispersed and surrounded the entire righteous cemetery, leaving no escape. They brandished their swords and blades, their True Qi surging, and charged straight toward the dilapidated houses and the hidden tombs lurking in the shadows.

"Who dares to trespass into my Blood God Cult's Forbidden Ground!" A hoarse and angry roar suddenly erupted from the depths of the righteous cemetery.

Immediately after, dozens of blood-colored figures soared into the sky. Their bodies were suffused with the dense Aura of the Blood God Cult. In their hands, they clutched bone artifacts emitting evil light; they were clearly the remnants of the Blood God Cult.

The leader was a Withered Old Man. His face was ferocious, his eyes were blood-red, and his body was shrouded in blood Aura; he was clearly a powerhouse at the Peak of the Heavenly Human Realm. He did not expect that the Zhenwu Division could find their hiding place so quickly. He even less expected that Gu Han would be so decisive as to come and kill them directly.

"Mere ants, daring to block the chariot with your arms?" Gu Han's lips curled into a bloodthirsty arc. He did not waste a single word; his figure suddenly flickered, and he appeared before the Withered Old Man like a ghost.