Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 623 - 597: Heavenly Emperor’s Dharma Form_1
The thousand-zhang-high platform was deathly silent; even the sounds of battle outside had vanished without a trace. All eyes were focused on Gu Tian, waiting for his response.
GULP.
Under everyone’s gaze, Gu Tian’s throat constricted. The pressure was immense. Especially when facing Qin Wudao’s gaze, it felt like thorns on his back, and he was secretly terrified.
What should he do? How should he respond to Qin Wudao’s words? He was certain, if his answer was wrong, he wouldn’t be able to leave this platform.
"What? Clan Leader Gu hasn’t thought it through yet?" Qin Wudao asked, gently urging him on as he played with his wine cup.
BAM!
Like a thunderclap, an extremely domineering, dignified, and terrifying Emperor’s aura enveloped the sky. It pressed down onto Gu Tian, turning his face deathly pale. At this moment, he felt he was no longer the leader of a Saint Clan but more like a dying locust hovering on the edge of death. Even the slightest negligence could send him plunging into a bottomless abyss, with no place for burial.
"I..." Gu Tian’s body swayed, his thoughts in disarray. He responded tremblingly, "I support His Majesty Emperor Qin. The world has been divided for a long time... It is time to unify!"
Upon hearing this, Qin Wudao’s expression remained unchanged. He calmly asked, "Then, in Clan Leader Gu’s opinion, who is the one to unify the world?"
This time, Gu Tian did not hesitate. He squeezed out a reluctant smile and said, "Of course, it’s Your Majesty!"
He was utterly terrified! Not only because of Qin Wudao’s overwhelming strength but also his confidence and domination—attacking the Eternal Temple while simultaneously hosting a banquet on this platform. Who in the world could do this? Who would dare to do such a thing? Only Qin Wudao!
"Guo Jia!"
Hearing the satisfactory answer, Qin Wudao smiled and softly called out. Guo Jia, who was standing next to him, immediately understood. He walked over to Gu Tian, brought out the prepared ink, brush, paper, and inkstone, and said with a smile, "Then please, Clan Leader Gu, write a letter of surrender!"
A letter of surrender!
Gu Tian forced a smile. He never dreamed that one day, he would have to write a letter of surrender, forced to do so in front of all the powerful figures of the continent.
Shame! Grief! Despair! 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
For a moment, Gu Tian was overwhelmed with a mixture of emotions. He even wanted to tear up the paper on the table, splash the ink on Qin Wudao’s face, and then leave in a huff. But these were all just his thoughts.
After hesitating for a moment, Gu Tian obediently wrote a letter of surrender, painstakingly pressed the Clan Leader’s seal on it, then sat dazedly in his chair, like a clay figure.
"Please, Your Majesty, take a look!" Guo Jia said respectfully, picking up the letter of surrender and placing it on Qin Wudao’s desk.
"Not bad. No tricks."
This matter concerned the surrender of a major power, so Qin Wudao didn’t dare to be careless. He carefully checked it, and after confirming there were no issues, a hint of a smile appeared on his face. He took out the Nine Dragon Jade Seal and stamped it firmly on the letter.
BAM!
A beam of golden light rushed out from the letter of surrender.
Far, far away, in the lands of the Gu Clan, their Golden Dragon of Fortune howled in sorrow. It detached from the Sea of Fortune, circled in the sky, and after one last, reluctant look at the world, it shattered violently, transforming into countless strands of Fortune that flew towards the east.
An elder with snow-white hair, leaning on a walking stick, watched the dispersing Golden Dragon of Fortune. Tears streamed down his face as he cried out in pain, "Fortune is scattered, the clan is annihilated!"
Cries of sorrow echoed as the Gu clansmen fell to their knees in uncontrollable grief. From now on, they would no longer be an independent clan but subjects of the Qin Dynasty. A powerful clan that had thrived through several eras and once dominated the continent had now faded into obscurity.
"DING! Congratulations to the Host for capturing the Ancient Region. The sign-in reward is the supreme Divine Skill: Emperor Form Law!"
At this moment, a system prompt also resounded in Qin Wudao’s mind.
Name: Emperor Form Law!
Level: Supreme Divine Skill!
Description: The coveted form sought by countless Lords of Heavenly Courts. There is a one-in-ten-thousand chance of obtaining it when a nation ascends to a Heavenly Court.
Skill One: Heavenly Emperor’s Authority. Can greatly weaken an enemy’s strength!
Skill Two: Combat Power Amplification. Increases combat power a thousandfold in domestic battles and a hundredfold in foreign battles!
Skill Three: Imperial Blood Reckoning. In dire straits, burn Imperial Blood as a price. Through the Heavenly Emperor Connection, the power of a random Heavenly Emperor can be invoked for battle!
Such a powerful Divine Skill!
After reading the description, Qin Wudao’s spirit was stirred, his heart filled with surprise and excitement. Through the previous battles, he had realized his shortcomings. He had been relying mainly on the Xuanyuan Sword and Heavenly Dao, lacking a truly formidable trump card. Now that he had acquired the Emperor Form Law, it perfectly compensated for this deficiency.
Thinking of this, he looked forward even more to the other sacred lands surrendering and the rewards he could obtain as a result. This was, after all, one of the reasons he had convened this banquet.
The Primordial Continent was too vast. If they had to conquer it city by city, even with a full-scale military campaign, it would consume an immense amount of time—and time was precisely what he lacked. Although the Eternal Temple had suffered a crushing defeat, as long as "Disaster" and the Soul Heavenly Emperor remained alive, they posed a significant threat. He could not afford to divide his forces.
Most importantly, Heavenly Dao was undoubtedly lurking in the shadows, plotting a greater conspiracy. He had to find Heavenly Dao’s hiding place and eliminate him once and for all. Moreover, the major sacred lands were inherently unstable; attacking them directly would likely backfire.
After weighing the pros and cons, he decided to host this banquet. By attacking the Endless Cliff, he would showcase his military might, instilling fear in the lords of the various sacred lands and compelling them to surrender without a fight.
This way, I’ll also get system rewards to increase my chances of ultimate success! And, of course, if I could summon some powerhouses from Huaxia, that would be even better!
"Issue a decree!" Qin Wudao commanded majestically after calming himself. "Gu Tian has rendered meritorious service by offering his clan. This Emperor is greatly pleased. Ennoble him as an Earl of the Qin Dynasty, his title to be hereditary, to endure with the nation!"
Those who perform meritorious deeds should naturally be rewarded.
Gu Tian, who had been consumed by sorrow and despondency, felt a spark ignite within him upon hearing the conferral. His previously unfocused eyes regained a glimmer of light, like a desperate man seeing the dawn. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
An Earl! he thought. That’s already a high rank in the Qin Saint’s Court, granted only to those who have made great contributions! And the most attractive part is that the title is hereditary! This way, our Gu Clan can become nobles in the Qin Saint’s Court.
"An Earl!"
The other Lords of the Sacred Lands were taken aback, a flicker of temptation in their eyes. If surrendering to the Qin Saint’s Court means obtaining a noble title, it might not be entirely unacceptable, they mused. After all, the Qin Saint’s Court possessed formidable momentum. If they could defeat the Eternal Temple, they would undoubtedly have the power to unify the continent.
However...
Looking down at the battlefield below, the various Lords of the Sacred Lands fell silent once more, choosing to continue waiting. They were waiting—waiting for the outcome of this war. If the Qin Saint’s Court was victorious, they would surrender immediately. But if the Qin Saint’s Court was defeated, they would not submit. Until the very last moment, they were unwilling to relinquish their ancestral heritage.
These old foxes!
Seeing the reactions of the Lords of the Sacred Lands, Qin Wudao sneered disdainfully. He had accurately surmised their intentions. A cold smile touched his lips as he calmly turned his gaze back to the battlefield.
If they insist on clinging to false hope, then I will thoroughly conquer them with overwhelming strength!
「Ground Battlefield!」
The battle had fully erupted. Countless ferocious attacks rained down like a torrential storm, striking the Endless Cliff’s Formation, causing thunderous roars and sending continuous ripples across its surface.
A few minutes later, the Formation, unable to withstand the sustained assault, began to crack. The fissures spread rapidly, and it shattered inch by inch. Over a hundred thousand disciples of the Eternal Temple were exposed. Holding black chains, they formed a human wall at the mountain entrance, their gazes resolute, determined to defend their final honor.
Everyone, including Qin Wudao, was slightly taken aback by this sight. It wasn’t the strength of the Eternal Temple that was surprising, but rather its weakness!
Who could have imagined that the Eternal Temple—once the mightiest power on the continent, daring to challenge the entire world and suppressing countless other forces until they could barely breathe—would now be reduced to just over a hundred thousand members?
The various Lords of the Sacred Lands sighed, a myriad of emotions swirling within them.
