CHAPTER 627: CHAPTER 469: KILL

Just as the people at Chuanzhong Pass were killing the court eunuchs, while the Dragon Breeding Clan hurried north through snow and wind.

At this moment, thousands of miles to the north, in Jingguan City, the cold wind was biting, and the weather changed rapidly.

In West City, Anyang Square, a golden light broke through the snowstorm, and the roar of beasts shook the long street.

A group of Golden Armor Warriors, like Golden Scales facing the sun, mounted on majestic Exotic Beasts, howled into Anyang Square.

When these Golden Armor soldiers rushed into the square, pedestrians on the street reacted as if they had seen a Fierce Ghost, exclaiming and avoiding, scattering and fleeing, and the shops and residences on both sides quickly shut their doors tightly, keeping the cold wind out and also keeping the disputes of the world outside.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

People hid behind the doors, shivering, peering through the cracks to watch these Golden Armor soldiers whizzing by, filled with fear and dread.

"Heavens, why have these people come here?"

"I wonder who else is doomed now!"

"Why rebel when life could be good!"

"Damn court, playing around with these things instead of sending more troops to the frontline."

"Shh, want to die? Speaking recklessly like that will cost your head."

"Whimper... Whimper..."

And just amidst the murmurs of the people behind closed doors, the large group of Golden Armor soldiers whizzed to a mansion, then split into two, quickly surrounding the mansion.

These Golden Armor Warriors, each donned in Golden Scale Armor, emanated a majestic aura, wearing golden masks beneath their helmets, adding a touch of mystery and fierceness, each possessing an extraordinary aura, with Profound Body Cultivation.

Underneath them were Exotic Beasts resembling dragon-horses, clad in black scales, with a horse’s body, dragon horns, and green eyes, exuding strong Demonic energy.

"Roar"

The leader, a Golden Armor General, was mounted on a steed different from his soldiers’, two zhang tall, with a lion’s body and a roaring head, hovering above the ground, with a few wisps of flame at its feet, exuding a Heavenly Pass aura, letting out a massive roar.

Above, the Golden Armor General, wearing a golden mask, gazed at the tightly closed vermilion gate, cold lightning shooting from his eyes.

With a flick of his hand, a Red Golden Halberd condensed, radiating a fierce aura, followed by a cold voice,

"By the order of the Patrol Angel!"

"Yun Tiansheng of the Ninth Mountain’s left-wing Divine Might Cavalry, following the Main General, to eliminate dissenters, suppress rebellion, with hidden ill intentions, and plotting treason, stubbornly unyielding. Such actions provoke both heaven’s wrath and human indignation. To serve as a warning, seal the Yun Mansion, arrest all family members, hand them over to the authorities for interrogation, and order my Heavenly Army to apprehend them. Anyone who defies the order, execute!"

The Golden Armor General’s gaze turned icy cold as he uttered the last word, "execute," and a deep roar emanated from his throat. The halberd in his hand lifted, a cold glint shot like a meteor, and with a thunderous explosion, it slammed into the gate.

"Boom"

The gate burst open with a loud crack, raising a cloud of dust.

The plaque above with the words "Yun Mansion" was also struck by the blast, flipping over and falling with a crash to the ground.

"Roar"

The Golden Armor General led his team charging through the gate.

Clattering, the hooves of the steeds thundered, trampling over the fallen Yun Mansion plaque at the entrance, breaking it into pieces.

As the Golden Armor troops surged into the Yun Mansion courtyard, the expected screams and chaos were absent, and no figures were seen fleeing. Inside, it was unusually quiet.

In the Yun Family’s council chamber, silhouettes gathered, pairs of eyes looked outside where the Golden Armor stormed in, filled with undisguised anger, fear, sorrow, and a touch of disdainful irony.

The previous snowy night, at dawn, there was a sudden change at the Jingguan City’s Government Administrative Office. Not long after, someone secretly delivered news that the court dispatched Angels to suddenly arrest the Ninth Mountain’s Colonel and other relevant generals, all to be imprisoned.

The Yun Family’s adult descendants were all serving in the military at the Ninth Mountain!

Now, it was the Yun Family’s turn!

Having received advance warning, the Yun Family secretly sent their children and women out of the household to hide, hoping to continue the family line. The remaining group couldn’t flee, for fleeing would have dragged down the Yun Family’s descendants, giving those who wanted to see the Ninth Mountain fall an opportunity to strike.

Present were the heads of the five branches of the Yun Family, and...

"Mother!"

"Let’s go out!"

The head of the Fang Family, Yun Fangting, and Yun Tiansheng’s father, Yun Chuxiong, stood at the front of the hall, their faces striving for composure, each supporting an elderly lady with silver hair, a kind face, and leaning on a cane.

This was the Yun Mansion’s stabilizing force, the Old Matriarch of the Yun Family, who had spent her life raising the Yun Family’s sons, bringing the family to its current flourishing state.

The elderly woman was of advanced age, ideally in her twilight years, the Yun Family wished to send her away to avoid calamity, yet the Old Matriarch insisted on staying here.

"Let’s go!"

"Sons, our actions are watched by the heavens, the Yun Family will not fall!"

"Show some spirit, don’t let those people mock the Yun Family’s sons!"

The Old Matriarch, her weary and clouded eyes glancing at the imposing Golden Armor Army outside, spoke with a resonant and firm voice, indicating with a gesture for her two sons to release their hold. Leaning on her cane, she walked out of the hall, facing the cold, wolf-like gazes beneath those golden masks.

Soon after, the entire Yun Family, all one hundred eighteen members, were escorted away in shackles made of fire chain.

In Anyang Square, each of the citizens who had been peeking through door cracks, watched as the Yun Family was paraded through the streets, led by the kind-faced Old Matriarch of the Yun Family, her steps faltering slightly in the ice and snow, until the murmuring voices behind doors grew dense, accompanied by cries of anger.

"Cursed be, how could even the benevolent elder of the Yun Family be arrested? How can an elderly lady bear this icy hardship?"

"Indiscriminate, turning black and white upside down, what do such people intend?"

"I heard that most of the Yun Family’s descendants serve at the Ninth Mountain, with even a major general among them, alas, so unfortunate!"

"Damned...."

Though the Yun Family was noble, they had a good reputation in Anyang Square. Despite there being one or two spoiled scions, the Old Matriarch was known as a benevolent person, very strict in managing the house. Ever since the snowfall disaster, the Yun Mansion provided porridge daily to aid those in distress, never ceasing, and many in the neighborhood had benefited.

Seeing the Yun Family in distress, watching the Old Lady shuffle along in chains through the icy streets, one felt unbearable sympathy, but fear of the mighty and mysterious Golden Armor Army dominated, muting dissent.

On both sides of the street, vagrants and beggars who had once benefited from the Old Lady’s porridge offering, could only silently kneel, sending respect in their parting.

Meanwhile, in the city, at Yunding Mountain, in a dark, gloomy prison, a dull thud of flesh crashing sounded, followed by a sinister voice.

"Bang"

"Yun Tiansheng"

"As long as you confess that your family’s general committed treason and write and sign a confession, you may go free, and even be promoted in the future."

"If you cooperate, everyone in your family can be spared from death. The Heavenly Army has already been dispatched to arrest the Yun Family. It’s not too late to talk now, or else, so many people will die in vain just because you refuse to speak!"

"Spit!""

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

An indistinct figure, covered in blood and disheveled hair, with only a pair of vicious eyes like those of a tiger or panther, filled with defiance.

"Good, good, then you can just wait for your Yun Family to be imprisoned, watching as your family members die one by one because of your silence." The voice on the opposite side grew intensely impatient and sinister.

And at that moment, in Anyang Square, amidst the parade, the sound of a sword suddenly erupted from the adjacent alley!