「The Imperial Palace.」
「The Emperor's Study.」
Jia Xu was delivering his report. Upon hearing it, Qin Wudao's expression remained calm, as if he had anticipated this. After deciding to expel All Clans, he knew that All Clans in the Red Dragon Starfield would unite, and he had already prepared to withstand the pressure.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" After several minutes, Jia Xu finished his report, bowed, and asked.
"Minister, what is the strength of the Athyst Clan?" Qin Wudao tapped his fingers on the armrest and asked casually.
"Your Majesty, the Athyst Clan is the second most powerful force after the Molting Dragon Heavenly Court, possessing over a dozen Profound Immortals. Its Clan Leader is the strongest, having reached the peak of the Profound Immortal Realm!" Jia Xu reported without hesitation. After his resurrection, he had activated the Hidden Guard to begin gathering intelligence on All Clans. Never mind the Athyst Clan; he could recite from mory all intelligence on any of All Clans within the Red Dragon Starfield.
"Issue an order for Song Jiang to lead the Liang Mountain commanders to the Crystal Miniature World and eradicate the Athyst Clan!" Without hesitation, Qin Wudao commanded in a cold tone.
"As you command!" An icy voice responded from outside the hall.
「Outside the Imperial Capital.」
In a military fortress to the south.
The thirty-six stars of Heavenly Gang were engaged in a fierce battle with the seventy-two stars of Earth Evil. Terrifying immortal power surged. Sword light and blade shadows flickered, starlight shone brilliantly. The Heavenly Gang's power ascended while the Earth Evil's power descended, like two starfields colliding, shattering the Void with a mighty roar. Even if a peak Profound Immortal Martial Artist were to rashly enter, they would explode and die within a single breath, annihilated into ash.
"Boring. Let's not spar anymore!" An hour later, the Star of Celestial Leisure, Gongsun Sheng, dismissed his formation, landed on the ground, and said with a distinct lack of interest.
Upon hearing this, the Liang Mountain commanders also lost their desire to spar. They all put away their weapons and sighed.
"Do we still have a chance to gallop across the battlefield?" The Flower Monk, Lu Zhishen, leaned against a celestial willow tree, a wine gourd in his hand. He took a sip, then spat it out.
PTUI!
This tastes awful. Without battles, even drinking has lost its appeal.
"It's all my fault, for holding all you brothers back!" Song Jiang's face was filled with sha. When the Liang Mountain Army was first deployed, he was full of ambition, wanting to lead everyone to achieve great deeds. But who could have guessed that during the first great battle to defend the Imperial Capital, his negligence nearly caused the city to fall. If Qin Wudao hadn't mobilized Fortune at the critical mont, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
In the ti that followed, he did want to prove himself. But at that ti, the imperial court was brimming with brilliant generals, each capable of holding their own. It was simply not their turn to go to the battlefield. Especially during the great battle against Luo Hou, Zhao Yun, Lv Bu, and Li Yuanba were severely injured, and other generals died in battle. The Liang Mountain Army was the best preserved, but this was no honor. Instead, they were labeled cowards afraid of death.
But they felt wronged! They had also actively participated in the battle! They couldn't be accused of being afraid of death just because they survived, could they?
"Big Brother, say no more!" Lin Chong said, waving his hand dismissively. "We can only say that we brothers are ill-fated!"
However, as he gazed towards the Imperial Capital, deep regret still flickered in his eyes. After ascending to the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, most of the original generals had fallen. The only ones in the imperial court still capable of leading armies were Zhao Yun and Lv Bu. As for Yang Zaixing and Luo Yi, they didn't count, as they had appeared later.
But now… Yang Zaixing had repelled the Molting Dragon Heavenly Court in the eastern starfield and was elevated to a divine status by the Sky Sword Pavilion, becoming the War God of humanity. Zhao Yun and Lv Bu had led the army and crushed the Molting Dragon Heavenly Court, establishing unparalleled rits. Even Luo Yi, who appeared last, could lead the Eighteen Yan Yun Cavalry to sweep through the Extre Demon Hall.
Only the Liang Mountain Army, with no achievents to their na, seed almost non-existent.
The bitterness in our hearts!
Your Majesty, have you truly forsaken us?
Your Majesty, the Liang Mountain Army also yearns for the battlefield!
Your Majesty, please grant us one more chance to prove ourselves!
The world is in turmoil, weapons have not yet been stored away, warhorses not yet released to pasture on southern mountains, yet they were left idle. For a general, what greater sorrow than being unable to go to battle?
"Imperial Decree!" Just as the generals were steeped in lancholy, a cold voice descended from the heavens.
Song Jiang and the others were stunned. They exchanged glances. An Imperial Decree at this ti... could it be...?
Thinking of a certain possibility, the Liang Mountain commanders hurriedly knelt.
"The Emperor decrees: Song Jiang is to imdiately lead all Liang Mountain commanders to the Crystal Miniature World and exterminate the Athyst Clan!" High in the Void, the attendant proclaiming the Imperial Decree announced loudly.
"Your servants accept the decree!" The one hundred and eight Liang Mountain commanders replied in unison, their voices filled with overwhelming joy, their previous gloom swept away entirely.
The Athyst Clan, ranked the second strongest among All Clans in the Red Dragon Starfield. Although the rit from exterminating the Athyst Clan couldn't compare to annihilating the Molting Dragon Heavenly Court and the Extre Demon Hall, this ant the Emperor had not forgotten them!
"ROAR!"
"KILL, KILL, KILL!"
Extrely excited, Lu Zhishen grabbed the nearby celestial willow, uprooted it, and hurled it towards a distant small mountain, blasting a huge crater and sending rubble flying.
"Brothers, go and prepare! We depart on ti in fifteen minutes!" Song Jiang suppressed the excitent in his heart, drew his sword, and ordered loudly. He had been waiting for this battle for a very long ti!
An hour later, one hundred and eight streaks of light tore through the Heavenly Universe, rolling Evil Qi dyeing the sky red.
「In a courtyard within the Imperial Capital.」
Sword Qi filled the air, imnsely sharp, tearing through everything. Hongyi, holding a battle sword, looked up at the sky. Seeing the one hundred and eight crimson streaks of light cutting through the expanse, a trace of pity touched his features.
He had stayed in the Great Qin for so ti, often wandering among the common folk. From the people of Qin, he learned of the Great Qin's developnt: in little more than thirty years, it had advanced from an ordinary kingdom to a Heavenly Court. Thirty years of blood and storms, the emperor's path of conquest, rising upon countless bones.
Those who submit, live; those who resist, perish!
This mobilization of experts must an so faction has provoked the Great Qin Heavenly Court!
"Young Pavilion Master, a ssage has co from the Pavilion. You are to go to the Imperial Palace and inform Emperor Qin to spare the Athyst Clan!"
WHOOSH!
The Void rippled. A disciple of the Sky Sword Pavilion materialized, saluting respectfully.
"You're too late!" Hongyi said, shaking his head upon hearing the words.
"This… Young Pavilion Master, what do you an?" The disciple who delivered the ssage was taken aback. What does he an? Why would the Young Pavilion Master say he's too late without even asking?
"Go back and tell Master that the Great Qin has already dispatched its experts! Emperor Qin cultivates the Way of the Emperor and the Way of Hegemony. His word is law; a decree once issued will not be altered, much less changed out of fear for the Crystal Clan!" Hongyi stated flatly.
He did not go to the Imperial Palace, because he knew it would be fruitless. Qin Wudao cultivates the Way of the Emperor. He does not fear powerful foes and asserts his sole supremacy within the four seas; naturally, he would not rescind an order. If Qin Wudao were to waver or show weakness due to fear of the Crystal Clan backing the Athyst Clan, then the Great Qin Heavenly Court's future would indeed be limited.
It was like the Sword Dao he pursued: unbending, even in death, he would wield his sword.
「Two days later.」
「The Crystal Miniature World.」
Experts from All Clans of the heavens had gathered, numbering over three hundred. This number corresponded to the three hundred-odd Myriad Clans in the Red Dragon Starfield, their strengths varying greatly. The strongest was the Athyst Clan, with over a dozen Profound Immortal Martial Artists. The weakest was the One Hundred Bone Tribe, possessing only a single True Immortal expert.
Undeniably, this was an extrely formidable force!
Its only flaw was the absence of a Taiyi Earth Immortal expert to oversee them.
And this flaw would prove fatal!
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