"Wait here for now. I'll go scout the city first!"
Ian Song said this to Fiona Li and the others, then absorbed Huang Yan into his body and vanished from sight.
The next moment, Ian appeared in a secluded corner inside the Ninth Prince’s royal capital.
The Strongarm Bull Devil-style architecture was simple, rough, and massive.
Standing among these buildings felt like entering a land of giants.
Activating Clairvoyant Vision, Ian quickly moved through the royal capital.
"I’ll take the Spirit Medicines for pill refining. The rest—take whatever you want!" Ian Song said, heading straight for the Spirit Medicines section. With a wave of his hand, swathes of herbs vanished into his storage.
"How did it go?"
The treasury mostly held weapon-forging materials, gold, silver, Spirit Medicines, and weapons.
"There are only two Martial Saints in the palace!" Ian said with a smile.
He knew his own body best. He’d been gravely wounded and hadn’t even taken a lifesaving pill before passing out. Yet upon waking, he was completely healed—it felt unreal.
Killing Devil Martial Saints was a monumental achievement.
Ian had no objections. He released Huang Yan again and teleported all six Martial Saints straight into the palace, landing right next to a Strongarm Bull Devil Martial Saint.
"Who are you people?"
This Strongarm Bull Devil stood nearly six meters tall, dressed in a loose black robe—probably the palace steward. Two other Strongarm Bull Devils flanked him, but they were negligible, with cultivation equivalent to late-stage Human Grandmasters.
"Kill!"
Without further discussion, Ian led the six quickly through the palace.
After a short while, Ian stopped before a massive iron gate guarded by dozens of Strongarm Bull Devil warriors.
Within just a few moves, he was already wounded.
Tyson Xiong stared at the iron gate, eyes gleaming.
"Hurry, the other Martial Saint is coming!" Ian warned.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Jason Song, Fiona Li, and Marcus Meng all unleashed secret arts at once, instantly multiplying their combat power several times over.
Ian Song tossed a bottle of Sixth-Grade Profound Pills to each of the six.
After the fierce battle, all six had expended much of their strength. But with the Sixth-Grade Profound Pills, their true qi could recover quickly.
Sure enough, less than fifteen minutes after taking the pills, their true qi was restored to its peak.
As soon as they saw the other Martial Saint, the six immediately switched targets and charged at him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The clash of energies echoed loudly, shaking the entire palace and drawing a flood of guards toward them.
But this Strongarm Bull Devil Martial Saint was extremely powerful—even with six attacking together, they couldn’t kill him right away.
"Kill!"
The palace guards finally arrived, and after a quick glance, they locked onto Ian Song and charged at him together.
"Huang Yan, go!"
Ian handed the Purple Thunder sword to Huang Yan.
Huang Yan blurred into a streak, charging into the ranks of palace guards. Purple sword light flashed again and again, and bull heads flew everywhere.
In less than fifteen minutes, the hundreds of palace guards were utterly wiped out.
Meanwhile, under the six-man siege, the Strongarm Bull Devil Martial Saint was faltering.
Finally, after ten exchanges, the Strongarm Bull Devil lost an arm.
"Damn it!"
The Strongarm Bull Devil Martial Saint went berserk, ignoring everyone else's attacks and desperately lunging at Jason Song.
Bang!
Jason Song was sent flying, crashing dozens of meters away. His head lolled to the side as he lost consciousness.
Ian Song flashed over to his side and checked him over, discovering severe injuries—his internal organs were shattered, and he was on the verge of death. With a thought, Ian infused him with a strand of Life Divine Light.
Meanwhile, after injuring Jason Song, the Strongarm Bull Devil Martial Saint was slain by the remaining five.
"How’s Old Song’s condition?"
The five, covered in blood, drifted over as Fiona Li asked worriedly.
"He's fine!"
Ian Song smiled.
As soon as Ian finished speaking, the unconscious Jason Song suddenly opened his eyes. Surprise flickered across his face. "I’m okay?"
He knew his own body best. He’d been gravely wounded and hadn’t even taken a lifesaving pill before passing out. Yet upon waking, he was completely healed—it felt like a dream.
"Let me heal you two as well!"
Ian Song infused strands of Life Divine Light into Fiona Li and Marcus Meng. Using secret arts left them with serious injuries that would normally require a month of rest to recover. But with more battles ahead in the princes’ cities, Ian had no choice but to reveal his healing power.
"Commander, your trick is amazing!"
Feeling their hidden injuries heal in moments, Fiona Li and Marcus Meng were astonished.
"Follow me!"
Without further discussion, Ian led the six quickly through the palace.
After a short while, Ian stopped before a massive iron gate guarded by dozens of soldiers.
"Is this the treasury?"
Bear Tyrant stared at the iron gate, eyes gleaming.
"That's right!"
"How dare you filthy human scum trespass in the royal palace! Prepare to die!"
The treasury guards brandished their weapons and charged, but the six Martial Saints slaughtered them with ease.
Crunch! Crunch!
The iron gate was incredibly thick, but under the combined might of six Martial Saints, it was quickly shattered.
The treasury was huge, and more than half of it was piled high with all sorts of resources.
"I’ll take the spiritual herbs for alchemy. The rest—take whatever you want!" Ian Song said, heading straight for the herb section. With a wave of his hand, swathes of herbs vanished into his storage.
Fiona Li and the others didn’t hold back, frantically gathering resources.
The treasury mostly held refining materials, gold and silver, spiritual herbs, and weapons.
Soon, their storage rings were full, and seeing at least half the resources left, they couldn’t help but feel frustrated.
"Commander, what should we do with the rest?" Fiona Li asked.
"Leave it to me!"
Ian Song began waving his hand, and soon all the remaining resources were swept into his temple.
Storage rings had limited space, but his magical space was vast.
Seeing this, the six couldn’t help but envy him.
"Don’t worry, you’ll all get a share of the resources I collected," Ian Song assured them.
"We couldn’t possibly accept!" Fiona Li said awkwardly.
Ian Song didn’t bother arguing, instead issuing orders: "Your next task is to sow chaos in the royal city. Begin!"
"Yes, sir!"
The six scattered in different directions, and soon the entire royal city was in turmoil.
Meanwhile, Ian Song communicated with the Spirit Rabbit Beast, frantically searching for treasures throughout the city.
Two hours later, Ian Song and his group appeared outside the city. Behind them, the royal city billowed with thick smoke, glowing red from the flames.
"Here, take these!"
Ian Song tossed a bottle of sixth-grade Xuan Pills to each of the six.
After the fierce battle, all six had expended much of their strength. But with the sixth-grade Xuan Pills, their True Qi could recover quickly.
Sure enough, less than fifteen minutes after taking the pills, their True Qi was restored to its peak.
"Let’s go—to the Third Prince’s city!"
Summoning Huang Yan again, Ian Song led the six in a rapid teleport. Soon, the eight of them appeared outside the Third Prince’s city.