The Future Empress Is Given Death At The Beginning, And I Become Stronger When I Am Stupid.

These faint glimmers of light are exactly the group led by Nangong Yunze!

At this moment, their team has expanded once again. Originally, they had just reached a hundred Saints, but now a few more Saints have joined, making it more than enough.

The newly joined Saints come from relatively smaller sects, and there are even a few Independent Cultivators among them.

Their sects and Great Qin have no grievances, but when they learned about the grand occasion of the Awakening Heaven Domain, they also wanted to get a share of the pie, so they ended their seclusion cultivation and joined in.

After all, this is one of the few opportunities to attack the forces of the other side under the banner of justice.

If they can gain some opportunities, it will be greatly beneficial for their future breakthroughs.

Besides, they don't have to take the lead. If there are any problems, they can all handle it together. Why not?

Throughout history, in any war that breaks out, those who benefit are inevitably the powerful ones.

That's why there are behind-the-scenes manipulators who incite wars, aiming to obtain huge benefits and maintain their own development.

In any case, everyone here is at least a Saint or above in terms of strength, and their methods are naturally not comparable to the guards of Tianyong City.

If these Saints converge their aura and change their appearance, even if they enter Tianyong City swaggeringly, the city's defenders won't be able to distinguish their identities.

The gap in strength between the two sides is too great, they are simply not in the same league.

Under the coverage of divine consciousness, nothing in Tianyong City can escape the perception of these Saints.

Nangong Yunze's face was calm, and he glanced indifferently below, saying, "These city guards are well-trained and quite powerful in battle!"

Upon hearing this, the other Saints nodded in agreement.

The soldiers guarding Tianyong City are indeed strong, not inferior to disciples of some small forces. They are definitely worthy of recognition.

Nangong Yunze sneered and continued, "When we arrive at the capital city of the Great Qin Dynasty, these people should retire and go home."

The others smiled at each other, revealing cold and mocking gazes.

Once they successfully ambush the ruler of the Great Qin and capture him alive, the entire Great Qin will cease to exist. At that time, these Great Qin generals will only have the outcome of retiring.

Otherwise, their fate will be destruction.

"Let's go, let's speed up and try to reach Chang'an City before dawn, catching Qin Mu off guard!" Nangong Yunze waved his sleeve and said.

Upon hearing Nangong Yunze's words, the other Saints nodded slightly, their faces showing a cold intent.

There is still a certain distance between Tianyong City and the capital city of the Great Qin Dynasty. Even with their speed, it will take some time to arrive.

At this moment,

A man who had just joined, dressed in a purple robe, suddenly asked, "I just received information that Qin Mu is no longer in Chang'an City. He is leading the troops to meet us outside. If we rush to Chang'an City now, won't it be in vain?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other Saints couldn't help but furrow their brows.

Their most important target on this trip is Qin Mu. If they can't capture Qin Mu, then everything will be in vain.

Nangong Yunze smiled and said, "Your information is incomplete. You only know one side of the story but not the other. According to my knowledge, Qin Mu may have said he is leading the troops, but in reality, he didn't bring a single soldier. Instead, he brought a group of delicate women. Since he left Chang'an City, no one knows where he went, and his figure has disappeared."

At this point, Nangong Yunze paused, and a more disdainful smile appeared on his lips. "So I speculate that Qin Mu must be worried and afraid of us, so he hid in advance. Before leaving, he even brought a group of women for pleasure."

"So now is the perfect opportunity for us to take Chang'an City."

Upon hearing Nangong Yunze's explanation, everyone suddenly realized that Qin Mu was actually so cowardly that he was scared to bring an army and instead wanted to confront them with a group of weak women.

Is this a joke?

"Since that's the case, let's make good use of our time so as to avoid any regrets!" A white-bearded old man laughed heartily.

"Hmph, if Qin Mu is afraid, then we must quickly deal with Chang'an City to prevent him from escaping and ruining our plan!" The man in the purple robe snorted coldly.

"Could it be that Qin Mu is deliberately misleading us and has already set up a formation in Chang'an City? If that's the case, I'm afraid..." Another Saint who had just joined in frowned and pondered, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Nangong Yunze.

"A formation?" Nangong Yunze sneered. "The reason those Saints were tricked and killed last time was because they were deceived by the legendary Immortal's Cave Mansion, causing them to overlook the dangers around them. As long as we are careful this time, we will definitely not encounter any problems."

"But..." The Saint wanted to say something else, speaking softly, "But what if the formation is of a high level and we can't detect it?"

Nangong Yunze shook his head and looked at his companion, Shen Moran, saying, "You don't have to worry about that. Moran has immersed herself in the study of formations for many years, and she has a way to find the foundation of the formation."

Shen Moran smiled and pursed her lips. "Husband, rest assured, I will not disappoint your expectations."

Upon hearing this, the Saints who had not participated in the meeting and had just joined in finally dispelled their concerns, and their confidence increased significantly.

If they really discovered some so-called formation, they could simply turn around and leave without entering.

This is the drawback of formations.

No matter how powerful a formation is, it can only stay in one place and wait for the target to enter. It cannot move on its own.

This is also one of the reasons why they are not particularly afraid of the confidence of Great Qin.

Moreover, they are carrying Emperor Weapons. A mere formation, can it really withstand the power of Emperor Weapons?

After the words fell, Nangong Yunze took the lead and headed towards the capital of Great Qin, flying towards Chang'an City.

The other Saints followed suit, turning into streaks of light and following closely behind Nangong Yunze, rushing towards the Great Qin Palace.

...

At this moment, the atmosphere in the capital of Great Qin, Chang'an City, became increasingly oppressive, as if the air had become stagnant, and everyone's breath became cautious.

There were few pedestrians on the streets, and most of the shops were closed.

The streets were empty, except for patrolling soldiers. There were hardly any other figures, not even the sound of birds or insects.

The vast Chang'an City seemed to be in a state of anomaly.

This sense of silence made people inexplicably feel suffocated, anxious, and fearful.

When Qin Mu was still in Chang'an City, the residents had never felt this way. They ate and drank without much worry.

Because they knew that even if the entire Great Qin was occupied by the enemy, Chang'an City would be the last city to fall.

Because the Emperor of Great Qin was here in Chang'an City.

But when Qin Mu left Chang'an City, a gloom enveloped everyone's hearts, causing them to feel fearful and uneasy.

Without Qin Mu, Chang'an City seemed to have lost its protection, as if it could collapse at any moment, and Myriad Tribulations would never return.

This terrifying atmosphere pervaded Chang'an City, shrouding everyone's minds, making them feel extremely frightened, restless, and as if they were on the verge of a storm.

In the National Teacher's Mansion, the officials stood in a row, their faces gloomy, looking at each other, and the atmosphere was particularly heavy.

National Teacher Du Yulin stood in the hall, his hands behind his back, his expression solemn, his gaze deep and distant.

"National Teacher, is there still no news from His Majesty?" a military officer couldn't help but ask.