Chapter 13682 Attack on the Star-Picking Tower

As the First Knight spoke, he subconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand, as if preparing for the upcoming unknown challenge.

"If you can't think of it, then don't think about it." The chief priest waved his hand gently, and his expression instantly became cold and firm. "Give the order to attack the Zhaixing Tower."

He picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and then gave orders slowly. His tone seemed like he was deciding a trivial matter, but it revealed unquestionable majesty.

A few breaths later, the sky and earth outside the city suddenly changed color. An extremely terrifying aura was like a surging tide pressing towards the Star Picking Tower City, and the overwhelming Holy Temple warriors were like a black torrent, sweeping in from all directions.

They were dressed in uniform black tights, emitting a cold murderous intent. Their orderly footsteps sounded like the sound of war drums, shaking the earth slightly.

The powerful aura even caused the entire Zhaixing Tower to shake continuously. The runes on the surface of the building flickered, as if it was under tremendous pressure.

At this moment, everyone in the Zhaixing Tower city was alarmed by this sudden change. They stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the Zhaixing Tower.

The streets suddenly became noisy, people were talking to each other, their faces full of fear and worry. The vendors didn't bother to pack up their stalls, and the pedestrians stopped their hurried steps. The whole city seemed to be in chaos and panic.

In the Zhaixing Tower, Xiao Yihang felt this terrifying aura and was startled. He quickly raised his head and looked up into the sky, only to see a huge army approaching like a dark cloud, densely packed with tens of thousands of people.

The scene that covered the sky and the sun was daunting. Of course, with Xiao Yihang's strength, he did not take these ordinary temple warriors seriously, but among this army, there were some people who made him feel a huge threat.

They were the Twelve Divine Knights of Zhenling Mansion. They exuded a powerful and unique aura, and each of them had unfathomable strength.

Each of these twelve people was wearing dazzling golden armor. The armor seemed to be made of pure gold, and the surface was engraved with complex and mysterious runes. Under the sunlight, it flashed dazzling light, and each rune seemed to flow with ancient and powerful power.

They wore the same golden helmets, which were carved with lifelike patterns of mythical beasts, making them look majestic and making their faces look even more stern. There was a chilling sharpness in their eyes.

At the lower back, there was a golden spear slanted diagonally. The spear body was slender and straight, and the tip of the spear was extremely sharp, flashing a cold light. It seemed that it could tear through space with just a slight wave.

Under them were majestic winged Pegasus. These Pegasus were several times larger than normal horses, with a sturdy body and muscles faintly visible under their smooth fur. When their wings were spread out, they were several feet long, and their feathers were like golden silk, emitting a soft glow.

When the horse's feet land, the moment the hoof touches the ground, blue electric currents will flash and jump, making crackling sounds, as fast as light, as if they can cross thousands of mountains and rivers in the blink of an eye.

From time to time, they raised their heads and neighed. The sound was high-pitched and loud, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger, echoing in the airspace and shaking the surrounding air.

Xiao Yihang frowned, and the wrinkles on his forehead seemed to be carved by a knife. He looked at the Templar army in the distance, which was like a dark cloud, especially the twelve mysterious knights riding on winged Pegasus, and his heart was full of worry and uneasiness.

He didn't know what tricks the OP had to deal with this crisis, but since the OP had ordered him to hold on, he could only grit his teeth and shoulder the responsibility.

He took a deep breath, calmed his slightly panicked mood, and quietly circulated the spiritual energy in his body, secretly accumulating strength to prepare for the coming storm.

When the Holy Temple launched a mighty army to attack the Star-Picking Tower like a surging tide, Ling Xiao stayed leisurely in the Tyrant Empire.

At this moment, he was sitting in a quiet courtyard with Jin Ruoxi, Ji Mingkong, Jiang Yuyan and others, sipping tea and chatting quietly. What they were chatting about was not those insignificant gossips, but the major events concerning the situation in the martial arts world and the world structure - about the Dazhen Dynasty.

From several people, Ling Xiao learned that the territory of the Dazhen Dynasty was huge, like a vast ocean, unfathomable. Even those of them who were considered well-informed in the martial arts world had never known where the borders of the Dazhen Dynasty extended to.

They only know that the Dazhen Dynasty currently has four super princes and an emperor who is high above everyone else.

The emperor sits at the center of the world, in the prosperous royal continent, which is the political, economic and cultural center of the entire dynasty. It gathers the world's rare treasures and talented people. The palace is majestic and the city walls are towering, showing the royal majesty.

The four vassal kings dominated the other four continents in the east, west, south and north respectively. They held heavy troops and ruled one side. They possessed supreme power in their respective territories, just like local emperors.

The area where the four princes were located was the limit of the area of the Great Town Dynasty as far as they knew. As for the area beyond that, it was said to be a mysterious and dangerous wilderness.

There are the Demon Mountains, the Demon Sea, etc. According to legend, the Demon Mountains are home to countless powerful and strange demons. They are huge, powerful, and possess terrifying magic powers. The Demon Sea is turbulent and full of dangers. All kinds of mysterious sea monsters lurk in the sea. If you are not careful, you will be swallowed by them.

So far, there is no detailed written record that can fully describe the scene there. Everything is shrouded in a mysterious veil, which has attracted countless adventurers and yet daunted them.

In today's Dazhen Dynasty, the royal family is in decline, the former glory is gradually dimming, and the balance of power is quietly tilting. In this era of change, the Holy Temple has taken advantage of the situation to rise, becoming the most powerful force.

Under the Holy Hall, four factions were divided. They were the Qin family, which controlled Dongzhou. The Qin family had a deep foundation and many children. They had been operating in Dongzhou for many years and their power was intertwined.
The Feather Clan that controls Xizhou is born with the ability to fly. They are light and fast, and are good at using various spiritual feathers as weapons. Their combat power should not be underestimated.

The water tribes that control Nanzhou live in vast waters. They can control water elements and perform various wonderful water arts. They are like fish in water and have great strength.
There is also Xuantian Temple, which controls Beizhou. There are many masters in Xuantian Temple, who are proficient in various mysterious magics. They take it as their mission to protect the righteousness of the world and have a very high prestige in Beizhou. These four forces and the Holy Hall check and balance each other, and together they form the complex Jianghu pattern of the Dazhen Dynasty today.