Chapter 1594: Blocking the News

Cole Colbie would not tolerate such individuals!

“Kill him!”

Cole’s personality was inherently authoritarian, especially since he had come with orders from the commander.

The Northern Army intended to control everything in the Dragon Spring World!

They had to suppress any news from spreading!

The Northern Army elites knew exactly what to do.

One of the imperial guards unsheathed his blade.

Exerting the pressure of a peak holy master, he pinned down the disciple of the Martial Arts Sect and swiftly beheaded him with a single stroke.

Blood sprayed everywhere.

The scene shocked everyone.

All the cultivators were horrified. They hadn’t anticipated the Northern Army’s brutal actions.

This was a disciple of the Martial Arts Sect!

They dared to kill even those associated with Martial Arts Sect, let alone members of other factions.

Instantly, the cultivators who had been contemplating using their affiliations to exert pressure fell into silence.

No one dared to protest!

Harvey Lay, barefoot and gripping the Wildgoose Wing Sword, grinned as she surveyed the crowd. “I regret to inform you all of some good news. You’re surrounded!”

“What are you doing?”

A young man couldn’t contain himself and publicly questioned him.

“That’s a good question,” Luther Carden replied calmly. “Due to the uniqueness of this place, no information about it can be leaked for now. So, I’ll give you two choices!”

“First, die!”

Luther’s first option was straightforward – death.

“I choose the second option!” Luke Yates declared.

“Get lost!”

Luther dismissed Luke, who was known for causing trouble rather than anything productive.

Little did he know, Luke muttered under his breath, “Old man, let me tell you. I’ve found a major treasure here!”

“Isn’t your major treasure a cucumber?” Tobey Lapras asked curiously as he approached.

“I found a red armor,” Luke said disdainfully. “It can amplify a person’s combat strength by 10,000 times!”

“What?” Luther exclaimed in shock.

He understood the significance of such armor. “Are there many of them?” he asked.

“There should be a lot. I found plenty of these clothes I’m wearing here!” Luke had acquired two pieces.

As for why he had two, that would be from the girl who had been harassed by the brat. He had them ripped from her.

Luther’s eyes gleamed as he inspected the armor Luke wore.

He knew that equipping the Northern Army with these in large numbers would significantly enhance their combat capabilities.

Their overall strength would soar!

The surrounding cultivators wore bitter expressions as they awaited the second choice.

Luther also realized that Luke had diverted the conversation.

He asked Tobey to take away this troublemaker and cease causing problems.

They could discuss the armor later.

Glancing around, Tobey spoke softly, “The second choice is much more lenient for you. You will submit to the Qilin Banner of the Northern Army for a hundred years. After that, I will release you.”

“You want us to be slaves for a hundred years?” Some people were shocked and furious. How could they agree?

The alternative was death!

“You refuse?” Luther asked calmly, posing a simple question that was now exceedingly difficult to answer.

For the cultivators present, agreeing meant becoming slaves for a century.

Refusing meant relying solely on their strength to fight their way out.

But could they succeed in fighting their way out?

The Northern Army was under Braydon Neal’s command.

Despite numerous Spirit Sea factions dispatching numerous experts, they had failed to challenge Braydon effectively.

Breaking out of the encirclement was mere wishful thinking for these people now.

They only had two choices left.

Luther surveyed the entire scene.

Half of them watched with hesitation.

After all, there were 100,000 cultivators in the Dragon Spring World.

If someone dared to lead the charge, a large number would follow.

Westley Hader clasped his hands behind his back and advised, “Let me give you some advice. The eight million soldiers of the Northern Army are stationed outside the Dragon Spring Eye. If we unleash our weapons, I guarantee the Northern Army can raze this place in fifteen minutes.”

This wasn’t an empty threat or a lie.

The elite forces of the Northern Army were mobilized here.

Seasoned generals and all the core leadership were present.

“If weapons are used, blood will be shed, and there will be no turning back,” he warned sternly.

For these people, the only outcome would be death.

Their best option was to submit.

They could submit to the Northern Army and become slaves.

For those with influential backers, negotiations could ensue with the Northern Army.

A faint sigh emanated from the crowd. “Alas, the new generation surpasses the old. The youth rises while the elderly fade into the background. Commander Neal, my granddaughter is innocent. Can you release her? I will stay as a slave.”

A gray-robed elder held a girl’s hand, someone Luke vaguely recognized.

Wasn’t she the girl he had confronted earlier, from whom he had taken the red armor?

To his surprise, they were grandfather and granddaughter.

Braydon regarded them calmly and responded, “Do not disclose any information about the Dragon Spring World. Submit to the Northern Army, and I guarantee your safety and your granddaughter’s for a hundred years. After that, I will release you.”

Upon hearing this, the gray-robed elder acquiesced without further protest.

When Braydon uttered those words, the gray-robed old man knew there was no turning back.

As a life and death realm cultivator and the first to enter the Dragon Spring World, he had personally witnessed the terrifying power of Asura.

If weapons were to be unleashed, none present could match the Northern Army’s commander.

Reluctantly, the gray-robed old man submitted and swore a blood oath to serve the Northern Army.

His submission spurred others to follow suit.

“I am willing to submit to the Northern Army!”

“Count me in!”

…

Mixed voices echoed from the crowd.

Eventually, even those unafraid of death firmly declared, “I am from Elysium. How dare you, Northern Army, attempt to enslave me?”

“Kill him!”

Braydon’s indifferent command prompted the Northern Army Guards to swiftly move and encircle the dissenters.

“We submit!” Hundreds of voices cried out in shock.

Many yielded, recognizing the futility of resistance.

Those who refused to submit were dealt with individually.

Cultivators who defied Braydon faced death.

The leaders of the Northern Army showed no mercy in ensuring the secret of the Dragon Spring World remained concealed.

The 100,000 cultivators were taken away by the Northern Army, each group governed separately.

Over a thousand were killed on the spot for their defiance, as the Northern Army refused to let dissenters escape, viewing them as potential future threats.

“The cultivators should surrender their storage rings,” Braydon instructed Luther, as the Dragon Spring Eye and Northern Army maintained their watchful presence.

“What if someone refuses to hand it over?” Hendrix Bailey posed an inane question.

“Kill them!” Braydon smiled faintly.

Everyone’s hearts tightened.

They understood what was expected of them.

Meanwhile, Haven Downing and the others were all integrated into the Northern Army, each commanding a legion that had long been reinstated into the Northern Army hierarchy.

The top ten hidden agents had also returned, and the 16 Qilin sons summoned back from earlier times boasted formidable cultivation levels.

Each commanded a legion, playing pivotal roles at the heart of the Northern Army forces.

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