PFC Chapter 1166 - 1160: The Fall of the Supreme Emperor
Chapter 1166 - 1160: The Fall of the Supreme Emperor
Defeated!
He and the Ancestor were both at the mid-stage of Quasi-Saint.
Logically speaking, the gap between them shouldn’t be too large.
"So, you’ve been holding back against me all along!"
Suddenly, as if realizing something, the Grand Emperor smiled bitterly, feeling immensely complicated.
Over the years, he and the Ancestor had fought many times, and each time they ended in a draw. This led him to the illusion that the Ancestor wasn’t very powerful.
Now it seemed that the Ancestor had never exerted his full strength.
"The sword in my hand is the Emperor’s treasured sword, containing the power of humanity. It can cut down all those who betray the clan. Even if you break through to the peak of Quasi-Saint, I will still prevail!"
The Ancestor slowly explained.
A single blue flower enlightened by the Emperor could vie with the will of the heavens; how much more so his personal sword?
"Haha~"
Hearing the Ancestor’s words, the Grand Emperor first laughed into the sky, then knelt on the ground, pleading with a hopeful face, "Master, I know you care for me the most. I understand my mistake. Could you give me another chance?"
If one can live!
Who would wish to die?
Indeed, in this world, there are those who are fearless of death, possessing noble virtues, but they are very few.
More often, there are those who are greedy for life and afraid of death.
"You..."
Looking at the Grand Emperor begging for mercy, the Ancestor was stunned, filled with disappointment. Was this the proud disciple he once was proud of?
Now it seemed that he had been blind all along!
Come to think of it, what could one expect from someone who had betrayed his clan and abandoned his master?
"Grand Emperor, the bond between us as master and disciple has long ended!"
The Ancestor shook his head, holding the ’Benevolence Sword,’ stepping towards the Grand Emperor. The power of humanity filled the air, immobilizing the Grand Emperor.
Though the Grand Emperor had changed his bloodline and established the Xiongnu clan.
Yet the essence of the human race, how could it change so easily?
"Master, spare me!"
"Did Qin Wudao send you to kill me? Rest assured, I can hide from the world and never come out again..."
The Grand Emperor’s face changed, pleading bitterly.
In response.
The Ancestor’s expression remained unchanged, but his eyes reddened slightly.
"No!"
Finally, in the Grand Emperor’s desperate cry, the Ancestor, teary-eyed, swung down the ’Benevolence Sword.’
The sword flashed.
The Grand Emperor’s head flew through the air.
Blood splattered, ending all grievances.
Rumble!
Thunder roared, and a rain of blood began to fall.
"I wish I could spare you, but your hands are stained with the blood of humanity. Sparing you would betray the heroic souls who died on the battlefield for their race!"
In the blood rain, the Ancestor’s voice echoed, deeply low, drowned by the rolling thunder.
...
"Your Majesty!"
On the ground, Lan Tuo looked at the blood rain, his heart trembling. After hesitating for a moment, he fled towards the rear.
Soon, he arrived at a city, ready to enter, only to find in horror that the Xiongnu flags on the city walls had somehow been replaced with Qin Flags.
Without hesitation, Lan Tuo flew towards the next city.
"Kill!"
At that moment, Huo Qubing had led his army, annihilating all the Grand Emperor’s soldiers, stepping on their corpses, carrying boundless murderous intent, and crossed the Grand Emperor’s borders, advancing deep in.
An hour later.
Lan Tuo entered a city still flying the Xiongnu flags, found the City Lord, and coldly demanded, "What happened? Why have so many cities switched allegiance?"
At this time, news of the defeat at the front lines hadn’t reached the Grand Emperor’s realm yet, making the sudden deflection of so many cities obviously abnormal.
Who was behind this?
"Reporting to the Prime Minister, after His Majesty went to battle, the Vice Prime Minister and Great General rebelled..."
The City Lord knelt on the ground, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, reporting in fear, "I urge the Prime Minister to immediately deploy troops to retake the royal city; otherwise, the Xiongnu’s empire will be overthrown!"
"Chen Sheng!"
"Wu Guang!"
Upon hearing this, Lan Tuo’s rage erupted, burning with infinite fury, wanting to devour someone. He then turned pale, exclaiming, "No, the Crown Prince is in danger!"
With this thought, he told the City Lord, "Quickly pack up and flee!"
With that, Lan Tuo desperately infused immortal energy, flying towards the royal city.
The Grand Emperor had fallen.
He must protect the Crown Prince, Yǔ, to prevent the Xiongnu royal lineage from being severed.
"Flee?"
The City Lord knelt on the spot, stunned for a moment, then got up and shouted, "Quick, take down the Xiongnu flags and fly the Qin Flags!"
Lan Tuo: "..."
Meanwhile.
The Grand Emperor’s royal city could be described as experiencing chaotic warfare.
"Kill!"
The fierce sounds of killing echoed in the sky; blood-red light shot up, covering the heavens, obscuring the earth, shrouding the entire city.
On the bustling streets, corpses were everywhere.
Citizens hid in their homes, trembling with fear.
The magnificent royal city had become a slaughterhouse.
After Chen Sheng and Wu Guang led the uprising, they first seized control of the city walls, then stormed the palace, slaughtering many royal bloodlines, with heads rolling and blood flowing like a waterfall.
"Still haven’t found them?"
In a blood-stained palace, Chen Sheng held his battle sword, coldly asking.
"Reporting, my lord, I searched the royal city but found no trace of Crown Prince Yu, and many royal clan patrons have vanished as well!"
A soldier knelt on the ground, reporting respectfully.
"Keep searching!"
"Dig three feet into the ground; find them all!"
Chen Sheng’s face turned cold, angrily commanding.
"At your command!"
The soldier quickly departed.
"Traitors!"
"Damn traitors!"
To the south of the royal city, in a concealed underground palace, Crown Prince Yu paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan.
Listening to the faint sounds of fighting outside, his face showed fear, continuously cursing.
It seemed that only by doing so could he calm himself.
Surrounding him stood fifty people in black robes, tightly gripping their weapons, looking at the entrance to the underground palace with worry.
They understood all too well; if Chen Sheng and Wu Guang dared to rebel now, they must have backing.
Perhaps their emperor had already...
Boom!
At this point, the void split open, Lan Tuo strode in from it, relaxing upon seeing Crown Prince Yu, saying, "Let’s go! The Emperor was defeated; we must quickly go to Juxu Mountain. There’s a formation there that leads to the Middle Thousand World!"
Upon hearing this, Crown Prince Yu turned ashen, trembling as he said, "Please... Prime Minister, lead the way!"
Lan Tuo’s brows furrowed as he opened the formation leading outside the city.
This underground palace specifically served as a haven for the royal family.
It had passages to the palace and outside the city.
Crown Prince Yu dared not delay and immediately entered the passage.
Before long, they vanished without a trace.
"Kill!"
Soon after they left, the underground palace doors were destroyed, a group of blood-drenched soldiers entered, surrounded by evil qi, like death gods from hell.
"Escaped?"
Finally, Chen Sheng walked in slowly, and upon seeing the empty underground palace, displayed a cold smile.
"Can they escape?"
"After this battle, all the worlds will revere the Qin Dynasty!"
"Under the heavens, is there any land that is not royal land? Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you are still within Qin territory!"
The icy voice echoed through the underground palace, creating ripples of echoes that lingered for a long time.