Han Xu's name is well known in the Dawu Dynasty, especially after he quelled the turmoil of the alien race, it became a legend of the Dawu Dynasty.

When he knew that the young man in front of him was Han Xu, all the masters in the palace put down their weapons.

At this time, the great elder of the worship hall also came to the scene. It was a white-haired old man. From him, Han Xu could still feel a trace of righteousness.

"Han Xu, my husband Nie Cang, is the great worshiper today."

Han Xu didn't talk much to him, and said to him directly: "Call all the senior officials in the court and discuss matters in the main hall, immediately."

For some reason, facing such a serious Han Xu, everyone subconsciously wanted to kneel down. This feeling was never experienced even when facing the Martial Emperor at that time.

"Why did Han Xu even give orders?" Someone murmured in a low voice, but someone quickly answered him, "Don't talk nonsense, you don't know that Han Xu gave up the position of Wu Xiuxian's Martial Emperor back then. He was the real uncrowned king of the Great Wu Dynasty."

"Do as I said immediately, this is a major event that concerns the people of the world." Han Xu's figure appeared directly in Nie Cang's mind and said. Nie Cang was shocked by this magical method. He also knew that Han Xu's current strength was probably at a height that he could not even imagine.

But he was in a dilemma. All the officials of the third rank and above in the court were destroyed by Han Xu just now. Where can I find someone now?

So, after thinking about it, Nie Cang first dispersed the onlookers and then summoned all the people from the temple and the inner court.

In the hall, Han Xu told everyone about the cause and effect of the matter. In order to save time, he directly used divine thoughts to transmit the voice. After understanding the whole story, everyone was so shocked that they could not speak for a long time.

What a vast project to migrate the creatures in the lower realm as a whole to the upper realm. With the power of the current court and their prestige among the people, I am afraid that it may not be possible to do it for another ten or thirty years, but Han Xu only gave just ten days of preparation.

A worshipper from the worship hall said: "Mr. Han, I am frank, it may be difficult for us to do it in such a short time. It is better to transfer only a small group of elites."

"You mean that others gave up?" Han Xu asked.

Although the man was captured by Han Xu's aura, he still held back and said, "This is also a temporary solution. Now that he is ready, there is indeed only one way."

"Puff!" A sword energy directly penetrated his eyebrows. Han Xu stood up and said, "If anyone has such thoughts, the outcome will be the same as him."

Everyone looked at the corpse near before them, so scared that they couldn't say a word. Just because of one sentence, Han Xu actually killed him directly.

Han Xu sneered, how could he not know what the person was thinking just now, a small number of elites, who has the final say who is the elite? If he followed his method, the only ones who went to the upper realm would be the powerful people in the royal city, and more people would be directly abandoned.

Han Xu killed him directly, which was also considered a warning to him. This most direct method was indeed the most effective. After seeing Han Xu's methods, the rest did not dare to have any objections at all, so they went down to handle the matter quickly.

After they left, Han Xu frowned. According to the court's current reputation and power that can be mobilized, it is indeed unlikely to complete this matter. So Han Xu thought of the token that Nishang gave him before leaving.

So he hid his breath, quietly left the palace, and found the rice shop according to the location Nishang said.

Han Xu knocked on the door and a man's voice came from inside: "Who is it? It's so late, the shop is closed."

While talking, the waiter opened the door. Han Xu directly showed the token and said, "Look for your shopkeeper."

"Shura Ling!" When the child saw the token in Han Xu's hand, he immediately became energetic. He quickly welcomed Han Xu in, looked around and closed the door directly after confirming that no one was following him.

"Wait!" The child went directly to the inner room. Not long after, a young man walked out. As soon as he saw Han Xu, he said in surprise: "Han Xu?"

Han Xu looked at the man in front of him and felt a little familiar. He soon remembered it and said in disbelief: "Zhao Meng?"

"Yes, I'm Zhao Meng. I didn't expect you to remember me." Zhao Meng said excitedly.

This person is Zhao Meng, a classmate of Han Xu in Jiuxiao Academy. He also wanted to make friends with Han Xu and did a lot of errands for him.

"I really didn't expect to see you here." Han Xu said. He could see at a glance that Zhao Meng's current realm was already in the middle of extraordinary stage, but he should have used external forces and his foundation was a little unstable, so it was difficult to make any progress.

"Han Xu, why are you back and still holding Shura Order?"

Han Xu did not answer directly, but said, "What position are you in Shura Palace now?"

"Do you know the Shura Palace?" Zhao Meng said a little proud of the Shura Palace, "After the previous Shura left, he passed the Shura position to me, so I am the Shura of this generation."

The so-called Shura is the helm of the Shura Palace.

"Not bad, it's a promising future." Han Xu said.

"You haven't said it yet, how could you have the Shura Order? Have you ever seen our previous Shura?"

"Of course." Han Xu said with a smile. It seemed that Zhao Meng didn't know the true identity of the Shura Palace in the previous generation, so Han Xu said, "Don't you know the identity of Shura?"

Zhao Meng touched his head awkwardly and said, "I only know that before me there were only two generations of Shura. The second generation of Shura passed to me was the second generation of Shura. Don't think that the name of our Shura Palace is a bit scary, but we have been doing chivalrous and fighting the court over the years. The power has spread throughout the Dawu Dynasty. Among the people, our Shura Palace has a high prestige."

“How high is the prestige?”

"Let me tell you this. Our strength is no less than that of the court, but we are a little worse than that of the top experts. If Han Xu can help, as long as we raise our arms, we will definitely be able to return the world to a bright world." Zhao Meng was very excited. After talking for a long time, he realized that Han Xu should have returned from the upper realm and did not know what had happened in the past few years.

He continued: "Han Xu, we didn't mean to rebel. You don't know that since you left, Wu Xiuxian's whole person has changed. Now the people are in vain..."

"Okay, I know everything." Han Xu said, "It seems that you have grown a lot over the years."

Zhao Meng was naturally very happy when he got Han Xu's affirmation. He always treated Han Xu like an idol. The idol's affirmation was enough for him to take it out and brag for a long time.

Han Xu continued: "Although you are a Shura now, you don't seem to have a complete understanding of Shura Palace, judging from your appearance."

Zhao Meng was dissatisfied when he said this. He said, "I know you have great supernatural powers, but you have been in the upper realm all these years. It's not me that we made a fortune with intelligence organizations. The strongest thing is to hide ourselves. Even the court cannot find our stronghold. You can't know Shura Palace better than me."

"Then I'll ask you, do you know who the first two Shuras were?"

"I don't know, do you know?"

"The second Shura is Nishang."

"What, Miss Nishang?" Zhao Meng said in disbelief, "I read less, don't lie to me."

"Haha, the first Shura is me."
Chapter completed!