Meanwhile.
Bai Zihe was not reckless.
He walked towards the imperial city of Great Xia at a steady pace, making a phone call to Zhan Tianlong along the way: "Tianlong, prepare the million wolf soldiers."
"I..."
"Prepare to march into the imperial city."
Zhan Tianlong had already received notifications from Yao Ke'er and Yue Rushuang.
Upon receiving Bai Zihe's call, he immediately replied, "Young Master, the million wolf soldiers are ready and waiting. As soon as you give the order, we can advance eastward!"
The million wolf soldiers...
They were a force that struck fear into the hearts of countless surrounding nations, and also a source of pride and apprehension for Great Xia.
They were a troop forged in bloody warfare.
Since their inception, they had been invincible, with no defeats!
Victory in battle, conquest in attack!
Unstoppable, always successful.
Now, the million wolf soldiers were Bai Zihe's sharpest weapon!
"Junior disciple brother!"
Not long after, Yao Ke'er caught up from behind.
Accompanying her were...
The respective heads of the Xuan Tian Pavilion, Wolf Army, Medical Association, and the俠盜神偷 (Xia Dao Shen Tou) in the capital, all here to support Bai Zihe.
"Seventh senior sister, what are you all doing here?"
Bai Zihe chuckled in amusement and stated unequivocally, "You won't be able to participate in the upcoming battle, so don't worry."
"This battle..."
"I dare not claim absolute victory, but I guarantee no defeat."
Bai Zihe had such confidence.
In fact.
The strength he had displayed so far was less than half of his true power.
The Hell Blood was truly terrifying.
The moment he drank it, Bai Zihe shot past the Yuan Dan realm, crossing into the Yuan Ying realm, and reaching the Hua Shen realm in strength!
And in these past few days...
The Hell Blood had been continuously and relentlessly transforming Bai Zihe's body, subtly enhancing his power.
Bai Zihe estimated.
His current strength should be at the mid-stage Hua Shen realm, or even higher.
At this level...
He dared not claim to be invincible in the world, but he was quite confident in his ability to enter and exit the imperial city's forbidden grounds seven times.
"Young Master!"
"Junior disciple brother..."
Yao Ke'er and the others spoke in unison, intending to persuade Bai Zihe further.
But before they could speak, Bai Zihe interrupted them.
"My mind is made up."
Bai Zihe's gaze fell upon Yao Ke'er's face, and he said softly, "Seventh senior sister, trust me, I will not do anything without certainty."
"Moreover..."
"With the million wolf soldiers stationed at the eastern border, I believe the Son of Heaven, if he is not foolish, will not truly engage in a life-and-death confrontation with me."
"You, go back."
Seeing his resolute stance, Yao Ke'er could only lead the others back.
But she did not go far.
She remained in the distance, directly opposite the imperial city's forbidden grounds.
It was her junior disciple brother who had rescued her from dire straits.
If anything were to happen to her junior disciple brother...
She would not live on alone!
"Swish!"
Bai Zihe pushed off the ground with his legs and suddenly soared to the rooftop of a tall building.
Closing his eyes to rest.
He also quietly awaited the upcoming great battle.
"Swish!"
A moment later, Bai Zihe's eyes snapped open, deep as stars, with streaks of sharp light flashing within.
He could already feel it.
A powerful force was approaching him from afar; it should be the experts sent by the Son of Heaven.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
Before long, figures arrived like streaks of light, their speed so great that it was accompanied by sharp whistling sounds as they tore through the air.
The ten great experts landed before Bai Zihe.
They...
Were imposing, with overwhelming auras.
Their appearances were either rugged, profound, charming, or sinister.
Their demeanors were either flamboyant, reserved, malevolent, or deep.
Like the nine sons of a dragon, each distinct.
These were the Ten Dragon Guards, dispatched by Zhuge Sheng to capture Bai Zihe and bring him back.
What is a Dragon Guard?
They are the ones who guard the presence of the true Dragon Son of Heaven!
Bai Zihe's gaze fell upon these individuals, and a smile curved his lips.
"You..."
"Are the Ten Dragon Guards who strike fear into the hearts of countless Koreans and Japanese dogs?"
Though the Ten Dragon Guards lived in seclusion, rarely showing themselves, few in Great Xia were unaware of them.
Each of them was a supreme expert, ranking among the top ten in the imperial guard.
They had also thwarted numerous conspiracies from the Great Han Ming Kingdom and the Ying Kingdom multiple times, ensuring the safety of the Son of Heaven of Great Xia and earning unparalleled accolades.
"Since you know of us..."
Among the Ten Dragon Guards, a man with fiery red hair said with a sinister grin, "Why do you not surrender quickly? Are you prepared to resist to the end?"
He was the Fire Dragon Guard, known for his most volatile temper.
As his words fell.
A fierce and violent aura swept towards them.
In an instant, the entire rooftop felt like it was engulfed in flames, enveloped and scorched by endless fire, the temperature instantly soaring.
Bai Zihe, however, was unfazed.
He calmly and composedly replied, "Just you... are not enough to capture me."
"How audacious!"
"Bai Zihe, it is said you are boundless in your arrogance, and it seems your reputation is well-earned."
"Then today, we shall test, what manner of spirit you and the young prodigy possess, to be called 'astonishingly talented and exceptionally brilliant'!"
"Kill!"
"..."
The battle was about to erupt.
The Ten Dragon Guards lived up to their renowned status as formidable experts.
From the moment they attacked, their moves were intricately combined, forming an impenetrable defense, leaving Bai Zihe with no discernible weakness.
"Swish!"
"Boom!"
"Whoosh!"
"..."
Fists, palms, legs, whips. Swords, spears, sabers, staves.
All sorts of techniques and weapons were wielded with ease in their hands.
At times, they moved like a silver dragon dancing wildly.
At times, they surged like mountains and rivers.
Their formations were precise, their killing intent shook the heavens, and a fierce gale swept across the rooftop. If an ordinary person were to linger for even a moment...
They would be torn to shreds.
As their battle entered its white-hot stage.
Sharp bursts of energy sporadically shot out, striking the ground in the distance with resounding thuds.
With the rooftop as the center and a radius of several hundred zhang,
The area was already a scene of flying dust and sand, with strong winds howling. occasionally accompanied by sounds like dragon roars and tiger bellows, making it seem as if the end of the world had arrived.
This battle.
The sun and moon were obscured, the heavens and earth darkened!
Gradually, Bai Zihe began to discern some patterns.
The Ten Dragon Guards should each possess the strength of the late Yuan Dan realm, or even approach the Yuan Ying realm.
Coupled with their long history of fighting together, their seamless coordination and unparalleled tacit understanding, their combined offense and defense made it difficult for him to cope alone.
But Bai Zihe possessed the strength of the Hua Shen realm.
After becoming accustomed to their fighting style and coordination, he gradually stabilized his position.
From being initially overwhelmed and forced to defend, he was now handling them with ease, even managing to counter-attack occasionally, putting significant pressure on the Ten Dragon Guards.
After a period of fierce exchange.
Seeing that they could not subdue Bai Zihe, and were even showing signs of fatigue, the Ten Dragon Guards exchanged glances and made a decision.