23: Chapter 23 Tianyuan Valley? What is that?

Xia Jin carried the Embroidered Spring Blade and walked directly toward the injured Baiyun Mountain.

Baiyun Mountain leaned against a broken wall. Although he had received a brief bandaging, the intense pain in his right leg still caused the corners of his eyes to twitch uncontrollably.

Watching Xia Jin's approaching figure, he felt his throat go dry. Having lived for sixty years, this was the first time a feeling of fear had surged in his heart.

His dignity as a Great Grandmaster prevented Baiyun Mountain from easily begging for mercy.

But as Xia Jin approached step by step, that invisible pressure gradually demolished his psychological defenses.

"Wait! This time, this old man admits defeat. I ask your Excellency to give some Face to the Tianyuan Valley behind me! This old man guarantees he will never step into Great Xia again!"

"Tianyuan Valley? What kind of thing is that?" Xia Jin stopped three paces before him, looking down at him condescendingly.

"From the moment you stepped into the Capital and mingled with these Demonic Cult remnants, your end was already decided. Did you truly think this Prince would fear the power behind you?"

"You!!" Baiyun Mountain was stunned, and his Face immediately turned flushed red.

This guy actually directly ignored the power behind him!

"You... you go too far! This old man will fight you to the death!" A flash of ruthlessness crossed Baiyun Mountain's eyes.

He let out a roar, ignoring the agonizing pain of the severed Meridians in his right leg. He slammed his left palm against the ground, using the force to launch his body upward like a cannonball!

The remaining True Qi in his body was poured into his right fist without reservation. The Protective Aura of the third level of the Great Grandmaster Realm surged frantically, actually forming a visible white vortex around his fist!

"White Rainbow Piercing the Sun—!"

This was his final, life-risking trump card!

As the punch was thrown, the protective wind howled. The white wall behind Xia Jin let out a "crack" under the aftershocks of the fist wind, and several large fissures appeared!

However, Xia Jin remained standing where he was, motionless. The Embroidered Spring Blade in his hand hung casually at his side, as if he had no intention of parrying or dodging at all!

Seeing this, wild joy instantly surged in Baiyun Mountain's heart!

This Emperor of the Underworld is too arrogant!

At such a close distance, taking his life-risking punch head-on, even if he were at the ninth level Peak of the Great Grandmaster Realm, he would be heavily injured if not dead!

"Die for this old man!" With a distorted Face, Baiyun Mountain's fist, carrying an unmatched protective wind, slammed solidly against Xia Jin's chest!

"Dong—!"

Baiyun Mountain felt as if a giant hammer had struck thousand-year-old Profound Iron!

The expected scene of shattering bones and spraying blood did not occur.

A look of horror and pain appeared on Baiyun Mountain's Face.

An indomitable counter-shock force, like a violent reverse current, surged back along his arm with a roar!

"Crack! Crack-crack—!"

The sickening sound of bones breaking rang out densely. Baiyun Mountain's phalanges, metacarpals, carpals, and even his forearm bones shattered inch by inch under this terrifying counter-shock!

"Ah—!!!"

An incredibly shrill scream erupted from Baiyun Mountain's mouth. His entire right arm was twisted at a bizarre angle.

A faint layer of pale golden light flickered and vanished on the surface of Xia Jin's body.

Vajra Indestructible Body!

When cultivated to a certain Realm, the Physical Body is comparable to a divine weapon!

The full-force strike of a mere injured third-level Great Grandmaster was no different from that of a three-year-old child to him.

"Alright, next it's this Prince's turn. Old ghost, are you ready to die?" Xia Jin raised the Embroidered Spring Blade in his hand.

A blood-colored light flashed and vanished.

A thin blood line appeared on Baiyun Mountain's throat, followed by a spray of blood.

Clutching his neck and making several gurgling sounds, he fell backward and breathed his last.

In those wide-open eyes, the last thing reflected was Xia Jin's eyes, which contained no emotion whatsoever.

At this point, Lei Wujie, the Sect Leader of the Ming Cult, was dead; Shen Cangsheng, the Sect Leader of the White Lotus Cult, was executed; and Baiyun Mountain of Tianyuan Valley was decapitated! Another Great Grandmaster had also had his head cut off by Commander Qin Hu under his instructions.

Not far away, Commander Qin Hu took a deep breath upon seeing this and stepped forward quickly, awe flashing in his eyes. "My Lord, the rest of the Demonic Cult remnants... how should they be handled?"

He pointed to the Demonic Cult followers not far away who were surrounded by the Imperial Guard.

Xia Jin glanced at Commander Qin Hu and said coldly, "Does this even need to be asked? If they aren't killed, are they to be brought back to waste the grain of my Great Xia?"

Commander Qin Hu's whole body shuddered. He immediately straightened his back and shouted in response, "This subordinate understands!"

He turned around and raised his right hand. "The Prince has ordered! The Demonic Cult remnants are guilty beyond pardon! Kill them all—!"

"Kill—!"

As soon as the order was given, the Imperial Guards, who had long been unable to restrain themselves, roared and charged like tigers released from a cage.

Commander Qin Hu himself led the charge. On the other side, Su Xuanji's sword light flickered again; with every flash, a Demonic Cult member's throat would spray blood.

With two great experts leading the elite Imperial Guard to purge these Demonic Cult remnants, it was simply like chopping melons and vegetables.

In less than fifteen minutes, the battle was completely over.

On the street and inside the mansion, over a hundred corpses of Demonic Cultists lay scattered everywhere.

Just as the last Demonic Cultist breathed his last, the System notification sounded again in Xia Jin's mind:

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission: Slay the one hundred and sixty-three Demonic Cult remnants present!]

[Distributing mission rewards...]

[Mission Reward: Demonic Heart Crossing (Entry-Level)! Eighty years of cultivation!]

A flash of satisfaction crossed Xia Jin's eyes.

He looked across the field.

Although the Imperial Guards were all injured and stained with blood, they looked at him with exceptionally bright eyes.

Xia Jin shouted, "Today, you have all performed meritoriously in the suppression of the Demonic Cult! This Prince will record all participants and reward you according to your contributions! Commander Qin."

"This subordinate is here!" Commander Qin Hu immediately stepped forward.

"You are responsible for the cleanup!"

"By your command! Rest assured, My Lord!" Commander Qin Hu shouted his acceptance.

"Long live the Prince! Thank you for your grace, My Lord!" Upon hearing this, the Imperial Guards present erupted into enthusiastic cheers, and all their fatigue seemed to vanish.

Following such a powerful Prince who rewarded and punished clearly, they only felt that their future was bright!

Xia Jin nodded slightly and said no more.

After tossing the Embroidered Spring Blade to Commander Qin Hu, he returned directly to the Jin Wang Palace in the Imperial Palace.

Seeing Xia Jin leave, Commander Qin Hu also breathed a sigh of relief, and his spirits rose again.

He summoned an Imperial Guard Chiliarch: "Take some men and stay behind to clean up the corpses of these Demonic Cult rebels!"

"Yes, Commander!"

After giving the orders, Commander Qin Hu could not hide his excitement. He needed to enter the palace immediately to report today's results in detail to Emperor Xia Yu.

This extermination of the Demonic Cult remnants could be considered a great achievement.

Given Xia Jin's status and position, he naturally wouldn't care about it, so this merit would fall onto his head as the Commander of the Imperial Guard.

"It's secure. This time it's secure. As long as I don't make any big mistakes in the future, I've completely and utterly secured this position of Imperial Guard Commander!"

Commander Qin Hu couldn't even help but let out a long howl toward the sky!

Compared to these Imperial Guards, Su Xuanji's heart was also shaken at this time.

Perhaps she had still underestimated this Emperor of the Underworld of the Great Xia Dynasty!