Chapter 40 Heaven is dead, Huang Tian is here to stand!
The four thousand private soldiers were reborn, and the five powerful generals including Zhao Yun and Guan Yu did not waste their time.

Especially under the "oppression" of Ye Feng, the peerless genius, each of them was reborn.

Guan Yu and Zhao Yun have both touched the barrier of the middle stage of Gang Jin. In their words, they only need an opportunity to succeed and enter the late stage of Tian Jiang. By then, looking around the world, there will be few who can be their opponents.

Zhang He has spent the longest time with Ye Feng. After obtaining the exclusive heavenly-level martial art, the Soul-Breaking Art, he practiced hard for half a year, and with the occasional guidance of the two heavenly generals, Zhao Yun and Guan Yu, he finally entered the level of a heavenly general half a month ago and is now reaching a stable level.

Ye Feng was extremely happy to see that Zhang He had broken through his own limits and surpassed the category of first-class generals in history. Needless to say, he held a banquet and rewarded the three armies that day.

As for Gao Lan and Zhang Liao, with the help of the improved heavenly-level skills, they have both reached the realm of half-step heavenly general. If they want to make further progress, they will need more time.

Perhaps realizing that he lacked talent and was having difficulty making progress, Gao Lan gave up pursuing a completely new martial art and instead focused some of his energy on battle formations.

Among the five people, he has the deepest understanding of battle formations and can unleash the greatest power.

In short, the five generals all gained something and made progress.

As for Ye Feng himself, after three months of hard work, he made breakthroughs one after another, and his martial arts skills have caught up with Zhang Liao and Gao Lan, reaching the level of a half-step heavenly general.

Although he was a half-step heavenly general, Ye Feng had already mastered the method of connecting heaven and earth. He had sparred with Guan Yu and Zhao Yun, who were at a level not suppressed, several times, but each time he stopped sparring after more than a hundred moves because he ran out of energy.

The strength of this cross-level challenge once made Guan Yu and Zhao Yun feel that they had entered the realm of false heavenly generals.

During this last month, no matter how Ye Feng tried to trick the two into sparring, they both tacitly agreed that they could not take any more blows, otherwise their martial arts spirit would collapse and there would be no hope of a breakthrough in this lifetime.

As a martial artist, Ye Feng understood this truth and could only give up.

Therefore, many people in the military camp secretly speculated that Lord Ye Feng might be able to suppress Guan Yu and Zhao Yun, who are at the peak of the middle stage of Heavenly General, with his strength as a Half-Step Heavenly General.

In addition, the Night Guard is also developing rapidly.

After Jia Xu took over, he divided the Night Guard into three departments: the Law Enforcement Hall, the Intelligence Department, and the Assassination Building.

The night guards in each group do not know each other. There is a strict hierarchy, and superiors and subordinates communicate with each other using secret codes and never reveal their identities.

In just over three months, more than 500 core members of the Night Guard were divided into three departments, and an even greater number of peripheral intelligence personnel were absorbed.

In order to ensure the healthy development of the Night Guard, Ye Feng spent more than half a month to build a Merit Pavilion in the Night Guard, specifically placing some skills. As long as the merits are sufficient, one can get the skills they want, so that everyone in the Night Guard can see the real benefits.

The establishment of the Pavilion of Merit made Zhao Yun, Guan Yu and other generals, who learned about it by chance, shine in their eyes. Although they had their own exclusive heavenly-level skills, they had no auxiliary skills, and the "Swallowing Heaven and Earth Art" (simplified version) in the Pavilion of Merit made them envious.

After all, not everyone is like Ye Feng, who can advance to a higher level in a few months.

It often takes them a year or even more to reach a small level.

If you can absorb nutrients from food you eat every day, you can practice at any time and anywhere, wouldn't your progress be faster?
Therefore, under the strong suggestions of several people, Ye Feng followed suit and established a Merit Pavilion in the army. Every soldier and captain could exchange their merits for the skills they wanted.

As soon as this move was made, everyone in the camp cheered and rejoiced, waiting for the war to break out with all their might, hoping to make achievements on the battlefield, obtain the desired martial arts secrets, and thus embark on a glorious life.

February, 184 AD.

Tang Zhou, a disciple of the Taiping Dao, secretly entered Luoyang and reported that Zhang Jiao and his brothers had secretly built altars in the Thirteen States of the Han Dynasty and were plotting a rebellion.

Emperor Liu Hong was furious and immediately issued an announcement to the entire country to arrest all followers of the Taiping Dao.

For a time, the world was in chaos, and bloody storms were brewing everywhere.

A few days later, in Jizhou, outside Julu City, at a secret location of Taiping Dao.

Zhang Jiao, who was wearing a Taoist robe, had an unsightly expression and his brows were full of worry.

If he is given another half year, he will be able to use secret methods to end the Han dynasty, seize the true dragon energy, and use it for himself, but now.
Behind them, Zhang Jiao's two brothers, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, also had angry faces. They had never expected that there would be traitors in the Taiping Dao. Although the imperial court had not yet found them, the sudden crackdown had caused heavy losses to the Taiping Dao in various places, and many altars had even been destroyed.

"Brother, what should we do now?"

"The people in various places are in a panic and all of them suggest that you start the uprising in advance. Or should we just start the uprising directly?"

"The deduction of the Nanhua Immortal may not be completely correct. Everything depends on human efforts, and man can conquer nature."

Zhang Jue stared at the stars in the sky and pondered for a long time: "My teacher once told me that if I can escape a fatal disaster, I will be able to travel through the sky like a dragon and dominate the world."

"But ever since the celestial phenomena changed half a year ago, every time I perform a deduction, I fail and die. It seems like my future is a dead end."

"Now the altar is not even finished and someone has already informed on me. God is not helping me!!"

"but."

At this point, Zhang Jue exuded an unyielding aura, and looked at the sky with a firm gaze: "The blue sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established. This is my era, and no one should try to stop me."

"Three days later, on the day of Jingzhe, set up the altar, kill the dragon, and raise an army!!"

February 28th, Jingzhe.

This should have been a great day when all things came back to life, insects woke up, and wild beasts ran around.

Outside the city of Julu, Zhang Jue bathed and changed his clothes, then, under the gaze of countless Taiping Dao believers, he climbed onto the tall altar that had been built long ago.

He held a peach wood sword in his hand and three incense sticks were burning in front of him.

But he was seen chanting a complicated spell, and after a moment the peach wood sword was pointing to the sky.

"The blue sky is dead, the yellow sky shall be established, the year is Jiazi, and the world is at peace!"

“God help me!!”

As the shouts fell, dark clouds rolled in, and the terrifying black clouds seemed to swallow up the entire world.

"Boom!!"

The thunder roared continuously and shook the earth.

The altars that had long been built in the thirteen states of the world emitted strange light at the same time.

Countless lightning flashed in the sky, and the rumbling thunder seemed to swallow the earth. All the Taiping Taoists fell to their knees.

In the city with a radius of hundreds of miles, all the people knelt on the ground, and everyone could hear Zhang Jue's voice with empathy.

The thunder roared as if the end of the world was coming.

Above Luoyang City, a huge golden dragon gathered. As if sensing the threat from afar, it looked in the direction of Julu City and roared into the sky.

"Roar!!"

The real dragon roared, shaking the earth and the sky. Many lightning bolts seemed to be shaken to flash with lightning, as if they were about to disappear.

At this moment, everyone in the world felt a strong sense of uneasiness.

(End of this chapter)