Upon hearing the White Lotus Sect elder's question, the disciple wore a bitter expression and could only recount how they wanted to kill and rob the treasure.

The elder's face turned increasingly somber as he listened, and when the disciple finished speaking, he scolded: "Useless!"

After berating, he turned his head to look at Zhang Chen, as if wanting to engrave Zhang Chen's appearance and features firmly into his mind.

Though Zhang Chen was clad in coarse cloth and his hair lazily tied together, he possessed a certain charisma, his eyes unyieldingly meeting the gaze of the old Daoist.

"I am Sanzhu of the White Lotus Sect, may I inquire this young master's respectable name?" The old Daoist suddenly bowed towards Zhang Chen.

"We are all just wandering the martial world, no need to have ever met, I'm not interested in you," Zhang Chen replied, smiling brightly. He wasn't foolish enough to give his name for the White Lotus Sect to pursue him.

Seeing that the White Lotus Sect could actually dispatch divine spirits of the Yang God realm, the sect was evidently not easy to deal with, and Zhang Chen naturally wanted to avoid trouble as much as possible.

Seeing Zhang Chen hiding his identity, Sanzhu Daoist sneered, "To hide your head and tail is not the mark of a true hero. Since you dare to kill, why not brave the consequences?"

Upon hearing Sanzhu's words, Zhang Chen's eyes flickered but he ultimately remained silent.

Though he had pride in his heart, he was also not foolish enough to face off head-on with Ninth Tier divine spirits now.

Sanzhu seeing Zhang Chen is still acting cautiously, could not help but mutter 'difficult' under his breath, then turned his gaze to Zhou Chuan, "My Flood Banner's Young Master died here, we must have an explanation."

"My brother's matter is my matter, if the White Lotus Sect seeks revenge, come for me directly, I'll take all responsibility," Zhou Chuan brazenly claimed, showing no fear towards the White Lotus Sect.

"You take responsibility? Based on what?" Sanzhu laughed coldly, "You are not capable of taking responsibility!"

"With these iron fists, no matter how huge the problem, I can bear it," Zhou Chuan retorted coldly.

Sanzhu said no more, waving his large sleeves and carried his juniors away into the vast distance.

When Sanzhu was far gone, Zhou Chuan turned his head to Zhang Chen, his gaze serious: "I must ask brother, how did you provoke the White Lotus Sect? It's a massive trouble."

"Really big trouble?" Zhang Chen inquired.

"Extremely," Zhou Chuan said, "It's rumored the White Lotus Sect Leader is breaking into the Twelfth Realm! Under the White Lotus Sect are five halls, named the Five Directions Banner. This organization has existed for tens of thousands of years, none know when it first appeared, nor its origins. Later, the White Lotus Sect for growth began absorbing stray dogs of fallen nations, so now the five halls of the White Lotus Sect are more like dens of five former dynasties' remnants."

"Before the appearance of the Divine Dao, though the White Lotus Sect had skilled bloodline experts, they were manageable. But now with the emergence of the Incense Divine Dao, this ancient force that has persisted for unknown ages possesses terrifying power. The Incense Divine Dao shows the White Lotus Sect's full potential," Zhou Chuan explained.

Zhang Chen stowed away his blood saber, hands tucked in sleeves: "I didn't expect the White Lotus Sect to be so influential, seems I have brought upon myself troublesome issues."

Zhou Chuan patted Zhang Chen's shoulder, "But you needn't worry, the White Lotus Sect and the court are archenemies, targeted for suppression by the court. No matter their strength, can they overpower the Great Victory Court? With the court watching, just be cautious and you'll be fine."

Zhang Chen nodded, eyes shifting toward the distant True Dragon remains, then to Zhou Chuan's dragon horn in hand, "You've gained much, big brother."

"Not bad! This dragon horn can be used to refine bones and forge weapons," Zhou Chuan said with a smile.

Dragon horn is the hardest part of a True Dragon's body besides the reverse scale, not only containing True Dragon Law but also various origins. If enchanted with secret techniques and amalgamated with other materials, it surely could be forged into a divine weapon.

"You wait here, I'll go claim more treasures from the True Dragon's body. The True Dragon Flesh is all good stuff. Your frame is too fragile, I'll get some good things to strengthen it for you." Zhou Chuan finished speaking and turned into a stream of light entering the battlefield, leaving Zhang Chen to watch.

"What Zhang Shicheng left behind, the best thing must be the Dragon Pearl. It's an Eleventh Realm Dragon Pearl. If it can be procured, whether for enhancing potential or medicinal body refinement, it's top-notch." Zhang Chen felt tempted but seeing the myriad Ninth Tier divine spirits in the field, decided not to engage recklessly.

Though treasures are good, life is more precious.

Zhang Chen landed on a mountaintop again, watching the battlefield afar, seeing divine spirits demonstrate prowess, battling each other without cease. The True Dragon skeleton was being dismantled, some taking parts and fleeing, others swallowing it whole.

Especially the Great Demon, aggressively splitting its own body, inserting a True Dragon skeleton piece into its wounds, intending to replace its bones with it.

For a moment the field was in chaos, yet everyone had a tacit understanding, no one dared touch the dragon's head.

The crowd was like ants, the flesh on the True Dragon Skeleton gradually vanished, and its organs were continually taken away by people.

Zhang Chen withdrew his gaze from the battlefield. He thought that he had used the Blood Transformation Divine Saber to collect Zhang Shicheng's blood and should not harbor any further fantasies. His gaze shifted to Zhang Shicheng's tent and saw him standing on the mountaintop, watching people divide the ancestors of his family.

"I wonder if I can kill Prince Pingbian with a single slash now! My Blood Transformation Divine Saber is a divine artifact above the Fruit Realm; I wonder if it can pierce through Prince Pingbian's Protective Dragon Qi." Thinking this, Zhang Chen clasped his left hand into a seal technique, recited an incantation, and activated the Earth Escape Technique, appearing in front of Zhang Shicheng.

Just as Zhang Chen was about to act, the voice of Mr. Wuliu suddenly echoed by his ear: "Prince, everything is ready! Once you give the order, a divine spirit will move the mountain, causing this hundred-mile lake to burst its banks, drowning the Inspection and Supervision Department's fifty-thousand-strong army, and removing the last nail from the Northern Land. When shall we act?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chen, who was about to act, paused, his eyes revealing a hint of horror: What did he just hear? Zhang Shicheng actually intends to burst the banks of the hundred-mile lake, drowning the Inspection and Supervision Department's fifty-thousand-strong army? If they achieve their goal, the Inspection and Supervision Department will undoubtedly suffer heavy losses, and the fifty-thousand-strong army will become a thing of the past.

Prince Pingbian replied: "No rush, the navy is not yet ready. Waiting another seven or eight days to act is not too late."

The two then discussed how to remove the nail of the Inspection and Supervision Department. Finding it uninteresting, Zhang Chen's figure flickered, appearing in front of Prince Pingbian. In the next moment, the Blood Transformation Divine Saber appeared in Zhang Chen's hand. Before Prince Pingbian and his guards could react, the translucent Blood Transformation Divine Saber was already stabbing toward Prince Pingbian.

The Blood Transformation Divine Saber was exceptionally fast, ruthless, and without hesitation, directly aiming for Prince Pingbian's heart. In the blink of an eye, when the long blade was mere inches from Prince Pingbian's body, a inexplicable red stream floated around Prince Pingbian, protecting him at the center. The moment Zhang Chen's long blade touched the red stream, it felt like it was hitting a wall, entangled by the red stream, unable to pierce further.

"Prince's Fate! Even in such chaotic times in the Northern Land, Prince Pingbian still possesses such strong fate; it's truly incredible!" Seeing the Blood Transformation Divine Saber blocked by the Prince's Fate, Zhang Chen hurriedly withdrew the saber, not daring to continue the attack.

It seemed he was attacking Prince Pingbian, but in reality, he was confronting the power of the Northern Land's earth veins. If the earth vein's energy was strong, it could naturally protect Prince Pingbian. If the Northern Land's earth vein, depleted by Zhang Shicheng's actions, became weakened, Zhang Chen could break through with a single strike and kill.

Unfortunately, the fate of the Northern Land was surprisingly strong.

"It shouldn't be. Zhang Shicheng has been extracting the Northern Land's Dragon Vein to transform the dragon into a walking flood dragon, depleting the fate continually. By reason, it should have ended long ago. Where did this great fate come from?" Zhang Chen was puzzled.

"It's you!" Prince Pingbian stood in place, with a calm expression, looking at Zhang Chen, his gaze revealing a hint of murder; he had recognized Zhang Chen's origins.

"So what if it's me," Zhang Chen replied.

"You cannot kill me," Prince Pingbian said, completely unperturbed.

"I must at least try; what if it succeeds?" Zhang Chen replied.

"Assassin! There's an assassin!" Mr. Wuliu, regaining his senses, hurriedly shouted to those around him while his Yin Spirit emerged, manipulating a shimmering treasure sword to attack Zhang Chen.

At this time, the various divine spirits guarding Prince Pingbian also sensed the situation and joined in the attack against Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen shook his head, refusing to tangle with them, directly deploying the Earth Escape Technique and slipping away.

Prince Pingbian had a million-strong army guarding this place; if Zhang Chen lingered, he might be oppressed by fate and end up overturned.

Without the interference of the Yang God True Man disrupting Heaven and Earth's Primordial Qi, Zhang Chen's Five Elements Escape Technique allowed him to come and go at will. As his thoughts moved, he vanished from the spot.

Watching the spot where Zhang Chen disappeared, Mr. Wuliu's face darkened: "Ultimately, this scourge has become a force."

"No harm, now that the ancestor's Dragon Transformation has failed, we can gather all incense faith in one place. Even if we pile it up, it will produce experts above the Tenth Tier. By then, this mere remnant, a trifling matter, will be crushed effortlessly, no need to pay too much attention," said Prince Pingbian, his demeanor as a ruler unshaken, even offering a solution.

"I failed in my duties in this matter; I apologize for not meeting the Prince's expectations," Mr. Wuliu confessed, his voice full of guilt.

"No harm! In this world, there's no such thing as perfection, nor is there a perfect plan. Who could have foreseen that a mere ant would possess such creation? There must be a great secret within him; we must uncover it. Perhaps we will have unexpected gains," Prince Pingbian calmly assured, patting Mr. Wuliu's shoulder reassuringly.

He had spent a considerable cost to bring Mr. Wuliu from Shangjing, valuing not just his cultivation but also his standing in the literary world.

Further away, in the dense forest, Zhang Chen stroked his chin, his eyes reflecting on Prince Pingbian's tent, a thoughtfulness flickering in his gaze: "What is the foundation of Prince Pingbian's Mansion?"

Judging by Prince Pingbian's current state, he doesn't seem anxious at all.

"Forget it, I can't bother with it. After all, I plan to head south, regardless of Prince Pingbian's schemes; none are my concerns," Zhang Chen mused inwardly.