Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Xiao Yi led the mob of fierce and evil spirits from the rebellious seas, steamrolling all in their path.

Wherever they went...

The ground was littered with corpses, and the rivers ran red with blood.

No army from any kingdom was capable of stopping Xiao Yi and his men's advance.

Especially after witnessing Xiao Yi instantly breaking through the shackles that had trapped Lei Long for over a decade, and demonstrating the capability to shatter the Heavenly Tribulation with a single finger. These strong warriors became even more eager.

They all hoped to gain Xiao Yi's favor so that they too could achieve a breakthrough on the spot.

Thus,

Along their journey...

There arose situations where strong individuals from the rebellious seas fought over their prey, vying to kill the enemy leaders.

Some unfortunate commanders even faced the siege of over a dozen rebellious sea warriors at once, ultimately being dismembered into dozens of pieces. Some carried severed arms, others held decapitated heads, and there were those who used their life force to weave the commander's genitals into a string and hung it around their waist, billowing in the wind.

The scene was indeed too beautiful for words.

Xiao Yi did not stop any of this. The armies sent by these kingdoms invaded Great Qian Dynasty territory and committed every conceivable atrocity.

Kill all, burn all, loot all.

This caused the people of the Great Qian Dynasty to suffer greatly, with countless citizens displaced, homes destroyed, and lives lost.

As Xiao Yi conquered city after city, the people within those cities picked up the weapons of fallen soldiers, donned their armor, and followed Xiao Yi and his entourage in a mighty procession toward the imperial capital.

The voice of the nation rose up in resistance against the Nantian Dynasty, reaching an unparalleled climax.

Xiao Yi's prestige reached unprecedented heights.

As Xiao Yi and his forces landed from the east and pushed forward, drawing ever closer to the imperial capital,

Armies from the north, west, and south also swept through the Great Qian Dynasty like a bamboo splitter, capturing its city-states. Particularly, the five million strong army led personally by Ye Xiaofeng from the north was unstoppable and without rival.

In the south, however, Jiang Tai of the Tianqing Kingdom personally led his nation's troops to support the Great Qian Dynasty, coordinating from within and without, which significantly relieved the pressure on the defending forces of Great Qian.

They resisted tenaciously.

Yet even so...

They suffered devastating losses.

The battle was exceedingly fierce.

Nanjun.

Jiang Tai, clothed in battle armor and covered in the blood of his enemies, stood beside Wang Hui, one of the Great Generals of the Great Qian Dynasty. Side by side, they gazed out at the densely packed enemy forces outside the city.

They had been holding out for two days and two nights.

Two hours ago.

They had just repelled the enemy's seventh siege in these past two days; now, the enemy had reorganized their forces and launched the eighth attack on the city.

Boom, boom, boom!

The enemy's Nirvana Realm warriors charged directly to the top of the city walls, and Wang Hui, covered in blood, stepped forward to meet them.

Fighting at the Peak of Dharma Phase Realm against a twice Nirvana Realm expert, he exerted every ounce of his strength to hold them off.

Jiang Tai, wielding a longsword, charged into the fray.

But there were simply too many enemies, a joint force from over a dozen kingdoms led by the Great Qi Dynasty. They could not hold them off.

The city was on the brink of falling.

The Nirvana Realm warrior from the Great Qi Dynasty laughed heartily, "Stop your futile resistance, you have no chance against us, hahaha..."

"It's over..."

"We've done all we could..."

The heavily wounded Jiang Tai and Wang Hui exchanged a bitter smile as they looked at the enemy.

Just as the massed enemy forces were about to breach the city gates, at that moment, several figures came flying from the distant sky. Leading them was Lei Long, with a fierce aura and a string of human skulls dangling at his waist.

Crash!

With the heavy hammers in his hands, he smashed the Nirvana Realm warrior of the Great Qi Dynasty into a pulp, standing proudly on the battlefield, his roar echoing like the cry of an Azure Dragon, "On Xiao Zhenguo's order, I've come to aid Nanjun. Brothers of the Great Qian Dynasty, follow me and kill!"

"Kill!"

"Long live Xiao Zhenguo!"

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty, already in desperation, had their eyes turn blood-red in an instant. Their Xiao Zhenguo had not forgotten them.

Reinforcements were on their way.

Wang Hui, using all his strength, roared, "Open the city gates, counter-attack!"

Boom!

The battered city gates burst open, and all the defending soldiers followed Lei Long and others, charging towards the enemy forces...

Atop the city walls.

Jiang Tai was already exhausted, trembling all over, his vision darkening as he fell backwards. Yet, as his consciousness blurred, a radiant smile spread across his face, "I knew it, you wouldn't let me down..."

To the west, Xiyang City.

Luo Wangbing, one of the top ten generals, beheaded an enemy general amidst a mountain of corpses. His back was pierced with more than a dozen arrows, his body drenched in blood, his hair flying wildly, like a demon among the living.

But he was truly exhausted now.

Looking around at the warriors being slaughtered, those familiar faces now cold and lifeless.

Enemies encircled him menacingly from all sides.

Their cold longspears aimed at him.

Having fought to the last man, Luo Wangbing took a deep breath, fiercely pulled out the arrows from his body, took several big gulps from the flask at his waist, grabbed the blood-soaked battle flag beside him, and laughed heartily, "The Great Qi Dynasty is indestructible... Come on, grandsons, if you've got the guts, kill me..."

Roar!

Luo Wangbing's sword had already broken.

With blood-stained hands, he tightly grasped the battle flag, repeatedly slaying the charging enemy soldiers, the mountain of corpses beneath him growing ever higher.

For one to ascend to glory, thousands must perish!

Drenched in blood, Luo Wangbing stood upon the mountain of corpses, holding the crimson battle flag, struggling to lift it after numerous battles. He then tied the flag around his waist with a bang and howled at the sky, "Even in death, the flag shall not fall, the Great Qian Dynasty shall never perish!"

"Hahaha, Luo Wangbing, you're at the end of your rope!"

"Stop struggling in vain. The fall of your Great Qian Dynasty is inevitable... Isn't your Xiao Zhenguo very strong? Isn't he hiding like a coward now? Just surrender quietly, and in recognition of your manhood, I can grant you an honorable death!"

The enemy generals laughed heartily, faces full of mockery.

But soon they could no longer laugh.

Suddenly, in the void...

A gigantic beast with a body glowing golden, wings on its back, spanning thousands of miles, and hundreds of zhangs long, stretched across the void.

With a fierce flap of its enormous wings.

Violent winds erupted, instantly overturning tens of thousands of men.

At the same time...

One after another, powerful warriors dropped from the back of the beast, with long swords and battle sabers, effortlessly slaughtering everyone in their path. Meanwhile, Yue Shanchuan, wielding a black battle sabre, thundered, "By Xiao Zhenguo's command, to the aid of General Luo! Brothers, follow me to kill..."

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Reinforcements arranged by Xiao Yi sprung up from all directions around the Great Qian Dynasty . These ferocious fiends of the turbulent seas, once they joined the battle, it was as if they were invincible.

Ruthlessly reaping the lives of the enemy.

At that moment...

Cries of "Long live Xiao Zhenguo!" rang out across the battlefield and from within the city, uniting soldiers and civilians alike.

"With Xiao Zhenguo present, our Great Qian shall never fall!"

Cries of rage thundered through the earth and sky.

Meanwhile...

Xiao Yi was leading his troops closer to the imperial capital. His face wore an expression of cold fury and madness, "Yang Ling, you must hold on... I'm almost there..."