"Good!" Fang Jian clapped his hands and smiled. The amount of money he spent on this trip to Yujing was almost one million.

The looted treasures from the Golden Witch Clan were sold for 1.43 million taels, which was enough to make up for his losses this time.

Fang Jian then distributed the 1.43 million dust forces. Fa Zhen had made a great contribution by accompanying Fang Jian on this trip, so he was rewarded with 50,000 dust forces.

The other ten ministers, because they each performed their duties in the Colonel's Office and strictly enforced the powers and laws of the Night Patrol Colonel's Office during Fang Jian's absence, were rewarded with 30,000 dust dashi each.

Then came the fifty soldiers who accompanied Fang Jian on the trip. Each of them was rewarded with 3,000 Dashi dust, and the rest of the soldiers in the Colonel's Office were rewarded with 500 Dashi dust each.

In this way, 975,000 dust out of the 1.43 million dust were awarded in an instant, leaving 455,000 dust. Fang Jian sealed it in the Jingyu treasure chest and used it as public funds for the Night Patrol Captain's Mansion, which was managed personally by Yu Censhuang.

The ministers of Fazhen who received the reward were filled with joy and excitement as they came forward to express their gratitude. They had never seen such a generous boss before.

The 1.43 million dust force, if it were any other noble, it would be a great achievement to take out the leading part and share it with them, but Fang Jian took the small part for himself and gave the bulk to them.

Soon, all the soldiers in the Captain's Mansion who received the reward burst into cheers, and the entire Night Patrol Captain's Mansion was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"I swear to be loyal to you till death, Captain!"

"loyalty!"

Under the deliberate guidance of Su Kuang and other ministers, the thousand soldiers in the Captain's Mansion cheered in unison, which made Fang Jian's teeth ache.

...

It started to rain heavily, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind was howling, purple thunder and lightning roared in the sky, and golden and purple lightning streaked across the sky.

This is the Purple Clear Heavenly Thunder. All living beings in the Xiantian Wuji Realm know that it is best not to fly in the sky when it is raining heavily, otherwise being struck by the Purple Clear Heavenly Thunder is no joke.

Everything in the Xiantian Wuji Realm cannot be measured by common sense. Think about it, a handful of dust picked up from the ground contains the power to become a Taiyi Golden Immortal. How can the wind, rain, thunder and lightning that represent the power of heaven and earth be ordinary wind, rain, thunder and lightning?

A team of a thousand people was walking with difficulty on the muddy and slippery official road. This was the team led by Prince Yun Hao, who had set out from Yujing half a month ago and rushed back to Jingshan Dao Kingdom.

Prince Yun Hao sat in the imperial carriage, lifted the jade curtain with one hand and looked at the sky outside. He saw purple and clear thunders constantly crossing the sky, illuminating the dark night sky in an instant, and then returning to darkness again.

Prince Yunhao summoned an armored military officer to the outside of the imperial carriage and said to him, "Don't rush on your journey tonight. Find a place to camp that's sheltered from the wind and rain as soon as possible so that everyone can rest well."

The commander-in-chief glanced around and saw that more than a thousand soldiers were completely exposed to the heavy rain. The fairy light condensed from their magic power had become somewhat dim, which showed that the soldiers' magic power was severely consumed in such harsh weather conditions.

The military commander bowed and said, "Yes, I will obey your orders."

Afterwards, the Commanding Junior General went down to make arrangements. Seeing the Commanding Junior General's figure disappear in the wind and rain, Prince Yun Hao sat back into the imperial carriage. But after sitting for only a moment, he frowned and felt confused. Listening to the violent wind and rain outside, he always felt that something bad was going to happen.

According to the distance traveled, they have already traveled 24.7 million miles away from Yujing, and will be out of Yujing's jurisdiction by tomorrow noon at the latest. Prince Yunhao only hopes that nothing will go wrong on the way.

Thinking of this, Prince Yunhao once again gave orders to the soldiers outside, ordering them to bring Cai Zhen to the imperial carriage for custody.

Cai Zhen is the most important criminal, and nothing must happen to him before he returns to Jingshan Dao Kingdom and is interrogated by the king and father.

However, Prince Yunhao found that there was no response from outside after he gave the order. Instead, his imperial carriage suddenly stopped.

Prince Yun Hao noticed something was wrong. He immediately lifted the jade curtain and looked outside. In an instant, an extremely strong smell of blood was blown into the imperial carriage by the wind.

Prince Yun Hao immediately understood that something was wrong. Without saying a word, he took out an innate spiritual sword, then turned into a mysterious light and flew out of the imperial carriage.

Prince Yun Hao was surrounded by the mysterious immortal light transformed by the great power. When he flew out of the imperial carriage, he saw a shocking scene. He saw more than a hundred black shadows constantly shuttling between the soldiers, and every time they shuttled back and forth, dozens of soldiers would die silently, and their souls would be devoured by these black shadows.

'Boom'

At this time, a thunderclap sounded in the sky again, and the lightning of Ziqing Sky Thunder instantly illuminated the sky and the earth, and Prince Yunhao also saw the description of those black shadows clearly.

They were wearing blood-red robes, their faces were as withered as dry old tree roots, and they had a pair of white eyes that exuded deathly aura and were extremely terrifying.

"The Corpse Clan!" Prince Yun Hao exclaimed in shock.

Just as he finished speaking, he heard a scream from behind. He turned around and saw that the young officer he had instructed had fallen to the ground. He looked up at Prince Yun Hao, whose vitality was fading at a very fast rate. Behind him, a leader of the Corpse Tribe was pulling his soul out of his body.

"Prince... run!" The commander shouted with his last bit of strength, and then his soul was pulled out of his body and devoured by the leader of the Corpse Clan. The commander's body quickly withered and shriveled, and in an instant, both his soul and body were destroyed.

Then, in just a few dozen breaths, none of the more than a thousand soldiers from the Jingshan Dao Kingdom brought by Prince Yun Hao survived. They were all killed by these rotten corpses, and their bodies covered the ground.

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