boyutpedia Chapter 117 Shen Zhong
Chapter 117 Shen Zhong
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"No! What am I thinking?!" Zhan Doudou shook her head violently, trying to banish this rebellious thought from her mind. "I am the Emperor of Northern Qi! How could I, how could I expect my country to fall and my family to perish?! But, but if the country really falls, can I, can I, as a woman, openly and honestly beg him, beg him to grant me a child?"
Her heart was filled with contradictions and struggles. Reason told her to defend the country at all costs; but deep in her heart, her crazy infatuation with Ye Tian and her extreme desire for a "perfect offspring" were like poison, constantly tempting her.
"No! Zhan Doudou! You're crazy! You're absolutely crazy!" She clutched her head and growled in anguish.
Ultimately, the fear of the nation's demise temporarily overwhelmed her obsessive infatuation. She abruptly stood up, her face regaining the resolute air of an emperor.
"Guards!" she shouted sternly. "Immediately! At all costs! Go and summon the Grand Tutor (National Preceptor Kuhe) from the pass! Tell him that Northern Qi is facing a life-or-death crisis! That demon king Ye Tian has already besieged the city (although he hasn't yet reached the capital, his military might is unstoppable, it's practically the same as being at the gates)! I, I need the Grand Tutor's wisdom and strength! Go now!"
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When the envoy from Northern Qi, carrying Zhan Doudou's blood-written letter and more detailed information about Ye Tian and the Great Snow Dragon Riders, finally found Ku He, who was in seclusion in an ancient temple deep in the mountains, this pillar of Northern Qi, after listening to the envoy's lament and reading the terrifying information, simply let out a long, long sigh.
For the first time, true despair appeared on his withered face.
"Alas," Ku He's voice seemed to have aged decades in an instant, "Ye Tian's power is already established, and no human can contend with him. His mother, Ye Qingmei, was already a divine being descended to earth back then, and now her son has surpassed her by far. What can this old monk do?"
He slowly closed his eyes, and a tear slid down his cheek.
"The calamity of Northern Qi was not a failure of war, but the will of Heaven. Go back and tell His Majesty to do his best and leave the rest to fate."
"And I, this old monk, will do my utmost to protect the last vestige of the Northern Qi royal bloodline, but alas, I am powerless to reverse the tide."
This grandmaster, who once harbored boundless longing for the temple and had also received immense opportunities from Ye Qingmei,
him at the moment.
Faced with Ye Tian's absolute power, which descended like a natural disaster, they could only utter helpless sighs.
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Ku He's desperate words, "There's no way to reverse the situation," tolled like a final death knell in the ears of every noble in the Northern Qi capital. They knew that, faced with Ye Tian, the Prince of Qin of Qing, who seemed like a god descending to earth, and his invincible iron cavalry that seemed to have fallen from the sky, Northern Qi's fate was sealed.
However, Ye Tian's steps will not stop because of anyone's despair.
The army continued its unstoppable advance, sweeping across the heart of Northern Qi. All the cities that attempted to resist were reduced to dust before the overwhelming onslaught of the Great Snow Dragon Cavalry; all the generals who stubbornly resisted were personally slain by Ye Tian, either by his longsword, which resembled the scythe of death, or by his domineering fists and palms.
He wore a striking white robe that stood out among the enemy ranks (draped over his golden armor, appearing both elegant and imposing). Each charge was like a white lightning bolt, tearing through enemy lines. Wherever he went, blood and flesh flew, limbs were severed, and screams of agony filled the air. He killed countless people, yet his clothes remained unstained by blood. His composure and ruthlessness sent shivers down the spines of every enemy.
"The White-Clad War God!"
It is unclear when this title began to circulate among the soldiers and civilians of Northern Qi, carrying with it endless fear and a trace of indescribable despair.
Finally, Ye Tian's army arrived at the gates of the Northern Qi capital.
This magnificent capital city, which has stood for hundreds of years, still has the dragon flags of the Northern Qi flying all over its walls. But the soldiers guarding the city have long since lost all color in their faces, and their eyes are filled with fear of death.
"Attack the city!"
Without the slightest hesitation or pity, Ye Tian gave the order, and 100,000 Great Snow Dragon Riders, like a black, raging tide, launched their final assault on the seemingly impregnable imperial city walls!
"Boom—!"
The earth is shaking!
The city walls, which seemed indestructible to mortals, crumbled and shattered like paper before the inhuman strength of the Snow Dragon Riders and their specially made siege weapons (which Ye Tian exchanged from the system or rushed to make overnight based on the blueprints left by Ye Qingmei).
Ye Tian took the lead and, with a light touch of his toes, he soared into the air like a roc spreading its wings, landing directly on the towering city wall of the imperial city, which was tens of feet high!
"Ye Tian is here! Those who surrender will not be killed! Those who resist will be killed without mercy!"
His voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the entire imperial city! With a wave of his long sword, sword energy crisscrossed, and dozens of Northern Qi imperial guards who tried to resist were instantly cut in half at the waist, their blood splattering on the spot!
Clad in white, he killed without hesitation!
At this moment, he was truly the white-clad war god!
The last line of defense for the Northern Qi capital collapsed rapidly under the combined attack of Ye Tian and the Great Snow Dragon Riders. Desperate cries, the clashing of weapons, and the muffled thuds of life ending intertwined, composing a tragic song of a dynasty's demise.
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[I. Immortal-grade Sword Formation/Sword Skill: "Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall" (Transforms the body into a sword, sword qi like a dragon, coiling and protecting, impervious to all magic; it can also transform thousands of sword qi into a rolling dragon wall, crushing all directions, combining offense and defense, with unparalleled power)!]
[II. Peerless Sword Technique: Sword Nine - Six Thousand Miles (Condensed from sword intent, once unleashed, the sword energy stretches for six thousand miles, locking onto the target, ignoring space, and delivering a fatal blow in an instant; under this technique, all beings are equal!)]
"Sword Qi Rolling Dragon Wall? Sword Nine - Six Thousand Miles?" Ye Tian felt these two vast and powerful sword comprehensions surging into his mind, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light. Both of these moves were terrifying killing techniques capable of destroying the heavens and the earth! Especially the "Sword Nine - Six Thousand Miles," which gave him confidence that he dared to challenge even a true terrestrial immortal with a single sword strike!
Having gained a new trump card, Ye Tian felt increasingly cheerful.
Within the imperial city, the last resistance had subsided. Shen Zhong, the commander of the Northern Qi Imperial Guard (equivalent to the head of intelligence in the Qing Kingdom's Censorate or inner court), after witnessing firsthand the imperial city being breached like paper and Ye Tian's godlike personal martial prowess, had his heart, hardened by power, completely filled with despair.
He knew that Northern Qi was finished.
When Ye Tian, dressed in a pristine white robe, entered the Golden Palace, which symbolized the highest power in Northern Qi, Shen Zhong was sitting dejectedly beneath the empty dragon throne, clutching a poisoned dagger in his hand, seemingly making a final struggle.
"Shen Zhong, Lord Shen?" Ye Tian looked at him with a playful smile. "The city has fallen, the country is destroyed, do you still intend to resist?"
Shen Zhong raised his head, his eyes, usually filled with cunning and scheming, now only showing endless despair and hopelessness. He looked at Ye Tian and said in a hoarse voice, "So be it! Northern Qi has ultimately fallen at my hands. Your Highness, the victor is king, the loser is villain; I have nothing to say. I only beg Your Highness to grant a way out for the Northern Qi royal family and innocent people!"
After saying that, he seemed about to plunge the poisoned dagger in his hand into his own throat!
"Did I say you were going to die?" Ye Tian sneered, flicked his finger, and an invisible force shot out, accurately striking Shen Zhong's wrist.
"Ah!" Shen Zhong cried out in pain, the dagger in his hand falling to the ground. He looked at Ye Tian in horror: "You, what else do you want?!"
Ye Tian slowly walked up to him, looking down at him with a cold smile: "Lord Shen, do you think that I traveled thousands of miles to conquer Northern Qi just to expand the territory for that old fox Emperor Qing and earn some rewards? You underestimate me far too much."
Shen Zhong was taken aback upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Then, Your Highness, you..."
"The Qing Kingdom is utterly corrupt. Emperor Qing is unworthy of his position, committing matricide and fratricide, and acting with utter depravity." Ye Tian's voice wasn't loud, but it resonated like thunder in Shen Zhong's ears. "This world deserves a new master! I, the King, will overthrow the Qing clan's rule and establish a brand new dynasty! A truly prosperous and powerful dynasty where everyone is like a dragon! And this land of Northern Qi will be the first cornerstone of my new dynasty!"
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