In the council hall where the battle was being observed, a Demon General immediately praised, "The Protector’s Concealing Skill truly is at its peak." Another person agreed, "Indeed, the Manxie clan’s army is strong and terrifying, but after all, their Spirit Awakening is only a thousand years old. How can they rival the lord’s assassination techniques?" Mi Lu greatly enjoyed the praise and compliments from others, as Qi Ren was his subordinate and his only Protector. Usually unassuming and always overshadowed by the fame of the Six Rivers, it was now up to him to turn the tide in this battle to defend the city. As time gradually passed, the explosive momentum of blood splattering the besieging force had not yet halted. Baili An rose from his seat and left the council hall. Mi Lu scorned with an indifferent gaze, not caring about Baili An’s departure. It was only when Ning Feiyan followed and left with him that Mi Lu’s expression darkened. He watched Ning Feiyan’s retreating back with hatred and muttered through clenched teeth, "Ning Feiyan, don’t think you can escape my grasp!" "Where are you going?" Ning Feiyan caught up with Baili An and asked. Baili An shook his head solemnly, "The intelligence of the Manxie clan is far greater than we imagined. From the border city to Mo City, there are eighty-one heavily guarded checkpoints. Yet they could reach the city in less than half a day with the force of thunder, without any prior scout reports. This shows that the commander leading the ten thousand troops is a genius." Being a genius, then how would he brazenly expose his position and identity on the battlefield. Ning Feiyan could see this, but the two had a very tacit understanding and did not expose it, letting Qi Ren gather the Dark Army and launch an attack. Unless unexpected, Qi Ren’s fate would be either death in battle or capture. Two things are most feared in war. Baili An and Ning Feiyan were very clear, even though they were in the same council hall, they were not in the same camp as Mi Lu and Qi Ren. Now by first draining one of Mi Lu’s important arms, only then could they truly command the battle. Of course, in addition, due to Mi Lu’s previous disrespectful and insolent words, Baili An had a bit of revenge in mind. As the great battle was about to begin, Ning Feiyan found herself without the slightest nervousness about the imminent deadly battle. She casually placed her hands behind her back, leisurely followed Baili An’s steps, and looked at his not-so-broad but straight and firm back, feeling unusually peaceful and enjoying it. She enjoyed this moment of silent, yet very tacit scheming together. Especially when the person being schemed against was someone she disliked. Ning Feiyan always considered herself cunning and sly, taking pleasure in manipulating prey, preferring to control the entire situation and play with conspiracies alone. Only she didn’t know that it was much more interesting for two people to play conspiracies together than one person doing mischief. The Crimson Blood Thunder continued to blast the Barrier without cessation, and after Qi Ren had been gone for a long time, the Barrier on the Imperial City began to undulate like a deformed water surface, about to shatter at any moment. Just as Baili An had said. The hundred-member assassination team he brought was all slaughtered, their bodies fed to the sky thunder-summoning eagles. And Qi Ren himself was captured alive, covered in blood, hung on a cross iron frame, displayed at the forefront of the battle line, silently mocking the incompetence of the commanders in the Imperial City. Mi Lu’s eyes bled watching the mirror, seeing Qi Ren captured so easily, how could he not guess that he had fallen into Ning Feiyan’s scheme. He slammed his fist hard on the table and roared in anger, "Bitch! This bitch!" The hundred-member assassination team, all of whom were elite forces selected through killing a thousand, now believing that woman’s seductions, were all wiped out without even causing a splash. With a thunderous boom, beyond the city wall, in a burst of blood light, a corner of the City Protection Barrier finally broke... The Manxie army outside the city, like leeches smelling fresh blood, brandished their weapons and swarmed in. As a corner of the Barrier broke, the entire City Protection Barrier became fragile, like a broken pot overturned in the Imperial City, enduring the baptism of blood thunder. Once the Barrier broke, the aura of the Manxie outside surged like a tidal wave, thankfully though the Barrier was broken, the ancient walls built around the Imperial City were extremely indestructible due to the passage of time. The towering walls were hard to breach for a moment, the Manxie had ten thousand infantry, but only two thousand cavalry in the sky. On all sides of the walls, the watchtowers’ Demon Soldiers were numerous, and after years of training and hard practice, their archery skills were extremely precise. When cavalry descended from the sky with thunder, they were met with countless meteoric arrows, shot down at the city. With the Barrier broken and Qi Ren captured, even Mi Lu could no longer remain placidly watching from afar in the council hall. He led the city’s Prison Law Demon Generals to the frontline on the city walls, his gaze extremely grim, his fists in his sleeves clenched tightly. As a noble of the Demon Clan, a thousand years ago when he raised his troops, he intended to train the dull but loyal-hearted Manxie clan into a versatile weapon of war. For one day in the future, to have the absolute power to counter the Demon Lord. Yet unexpectedly, he now suffered such a painful backlash, pushed into such a situation by a bunch of unremarkable Manxie, even sacrificing Qi Ren.