Ning Changge stood up.

With a simple beckoning gesture, the black-red Doomsday Blood Fiend Banner transformed into a streak of blood light and zipped into his Dantian. In a way, this was his first offensive spiritual artifact outside of his usual Five Elements Spirit Swords. Fwoom! Hmm.

Sure, the Mountains-Rivers Spirit Gathering Furnace could be used for attack, but its main gig was alchemy and refining. Tch. This Doomsday Blood Fiend Banner, though? It could unleash blasts of blood fiend light, designed to corrupt an enemy's artifacts and mana, even directly snuff out the spirituality within artifacts! Nasty piece of work, really. Heh.

Of course, right now, Ning Changge was pretty much the only immortal cultivator kicking around the Nine Provinces, so its full potential against other cultivators wasn't exactly obvious yet.

For Ning Changge, its biggest immediate use was messing with army formations.

The banner was literally forged from the essence of a million souls and bodies; its blood fiend aura was off the charts! Army souls, on the other hand, rely on the linked baleful aura (sha qi) of soldiers. So, the banner's blood fiend light could weaken those army souls, maybe even shatter them outright! Smirks.

A small smile touched Ning Changge's lips.

He was confident about this little trip to the Mongol Yuan capital, sure, but a bit of extra prep never hurt anyone. Makes things easier, right? He never underestimated opponents, always had multiple backup plans.

He slowly stepped out of the Scripture Pavilion. Zhang Sanfeng and the others were already waiting, having clearly seen that pillar of blood light when the Doomsday Blood Fiend Banner was completed. They knew Ning Changge had achieved something new.

And they knew…

It was time for him to head to the Mongol Yuan capital.

"Changge," Zhang Sanfeng began, his voice laced with genuine concern, "p-please, be careful… The Mongol Yuan is one of the absolute top dynasties in the Nine Provinces… Th-they might have hidden trump cards we don't know about! That Imperial Dao Qi isn't something to sneeze at, and there's always been that saying… 'No Nine Provinces Emperor is weak'…" His brow furrowed with worry.

Ning Changge just smiled and nodded reassuringly. Chuckles softly. "Master, really, don't worry. After today, the world will learn that dynasties aren't invincible either."

His words were spoken calmly, almost casually.

But the meaning behind them sent a jolt through everyone present. Their eyes gradually filled with fiery anticipation. The sheer confidence! The audacity!

"Hah! Good! Then we'll wait right here on Wudang for your good news, Changge!" Zhang Sanfeng finally managed, a proud smile spreading across his face.

Ning Changge nodded with a smile.

Then, he stepped onto the Divine Condor's back. WHOOSH! The condor flexed its wings, and in an instant, they became a streak of azure-gold light disappearing over the horizon. The condor was blindingly fast now; Ning Changge couldn't be bothered to fly himself when he had such a ride, and there was plenty of time anyway.

Everyone watched the shrinking figures of Ning Changge and the condor vanish from Wudang's view…

Stunned into silence for a moment.

Song Yuanqiao's voice eventually broke the quiet, hesitant and uncertain. "D-Do you guys really think… Junior Brother can actually… destroy the Mongol capital? Make T-Temujin… lose his head?"

Huang Rong was the first to respond, nodding firmly without a shred of doubt. "Absolutely! H-He will!" Clenches fists. Feeling the spiritual energy slowly gathering within her own body, her eyes shone with boundless adoration. Only after truly starting to touch upon the Immortal Dao did one realize just how terrifyingly powerful it was!

These past few days…

Ning Changge had already begun experimenting with the popularization of cultivation techniques on Huang Rong.

She was likely one of the people in the world who best understood just how frightening Ning Changge could be.

The others glanced at her, then burst into laughter, Hahaha!, their earlier uncertainty replaced by overwhelming confidence in Ning Changge.

Mongol Yuan Imperial Capital.

In just a few short days, this once opulent city, full of music and dance, had transformed, now thick with a chilling, murderous aura. The Mongol Yuan's capital could unleash astonishing power when cornered.

Rows upon rows of soldiers guarded the city walls.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of the Heavenly Wolf Army had all been recalled, bolstered by several other massive armies.

In such a short time, nearly three million soldiers had been gathered. THREE MILLION! It was a testament to the Mongol Yuan's terrifying strength.

A power that would make most other dynasties in the Nine Provinces break out in a cold sweat.

On one side of the Mongol capital…

A huge crowd of Jianghu figures had gathered. Soldiers watched them warily, like hawks, preventing any trouble. Hmph.

After Ning Changge's declaration, far too many people had rushed here to spectate. Grandmasters were practically common, Heaven-Man realm experts were everywhere, and there were even numerous Land Immortals. You couldn't stop this many experts. Even if you could, it would drain a significant portion of the Mongol Yuan's attention and resources.

So, Temujin had ultimately decided…

Let them come. Let these Jianghu folk watch. He would execute Ning Changge publicly, right before the eyes of the world! Chop him up! Grind his bones to dust! GRRRRR!

Only then could he vent the hatred in his heart! Only by stomping this impudent challenger into the dirt could he show the Nine Provinces that the Mongol Yuan Dynasty was still all-powerful, not to be trifled with by just anyone!

And that led to this scene: a massive gathering of Jianghu spectators.

Right now…

These martial arts masters stood clustered together, all eyes fixed expectantly on the distant horizon.

Today…

Was the seventh day Ning Changge had set. Many of them had arrived three days ago, afraid they might miss him if he came early.

This event… it was arguably the biggest spectacle in recent years.

Even more dramatic than the Dao-Buddhist war back then.