Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 951 - 945: Extermination of the Clan
"This is..."
"Heart of Literature!"
Upon seeing the white stream of light, this thought appeared out of nowhere in Yu Qian’s mind. His expression shifted slightly. Could this be his own legacy?
As for why he thought this way, Yu Qian himself didn’t understand.
Was it intuition?
Or that familiar sense of summoning?
Whoosh!
At that moment, the white stream of light flew into the Great Thousand World of Heishui Heaven, entering Yu Qian’s brow and beginning to impart the ’Proud Heart of Literature’ legacy.
A dizzying sensation followed.
Yu Qian arrived at a mysterious world and, from a god’s perspective, witnessed the growth of a scholar.
He, a talented young man, splashed ink to write the story of youth, taking literature as a path to enlightenment.
He, with the world in mind, could not stand to see injustice, his proud backbone naturally formed.
He, adhered to his true self, not tolerating the grain of sand in his eye, refusing to collude with wicked ministers and villains.
He, bravely resisted, brandishing a sword to eliminate evil, standing firm at the national gate when enemies invaded, refusing to retreat south.
Finally, the scholar achieved his ambition, governing a peaceful and prosperous era.
"How similar we are, except he succeeded!"
Yu Qian’s expression was dazed, his eyes filled with regret.
That was an obsession with the failure to govern in a past life.
Afterward, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily, his smile brilliantly radiant, rejoicing for the success of a kindred spirit.
Time changes, the stars shift in the sky, who knows how many years passed, and the scholar, having achieved success and fame, chose to retire when at the height of his success, returned to where he studied in his youth, delving into scholarship, composing new Chapters.
With pen and ink fragrance in Jiangnan, carried on the winds of time, washing away the superficiality.
Those powers, those honors, those intrigues, those places revered by thousands, were but fleeting clouds, all of which could be let go.
The only thing he couldn’t let go of was...
"People like us, ah, have no remarkable traits, just stubborn bones, which is why we’ve come this far!"
"Stubborn bones don’t sound pleasant, so let’s give it a nicer name, called Proud Bones!"
At the end of the newly created monumental work, the scholar stroked his beard, reflecting on his own life, and wrote this sentence.
Putting down the brush, the scholar looked up at Yu Qian and said with a smile, "Inheritor, have you understood?"
The words fell.
A new memory inexplicably appeared in Yu Qian’s mind, containing not only martial arts techniques but also the scholar’s insights on governance, academic enlightenment, and a realm of life.
"Teacher, I understand!"
Standing in the void, Yu Qian bowed to the scholar, paying respects as a disciple.
In the Immortal City.
Wisps of literary brilliance spread from Yu Qian, reaching a profound and mystical state.
"Resonance with the Dao!"
Not far away, Deputy General Chang Shoushan of the First Corps exclaimed in admiration, waving his right hand and leading his men away from the city tower.
Understanding the Tao requires a quiet environment.
Besides, he felt incredibly oppressed by the scholar’s awe-inspiring righteousness during cultivation.
...
"Kill!"
On the battlefield, Bai Qi stood motionless, raised his bloodied sword, and looked ahead indifferently, gently swinging it.
A blood-colored sword light pierced through heaven and earth, severing several Immortal Kings of the Demon Rain Tribe at the waist, blood gushing forth, dyeing ten thousand miles of Changkong a deep red.
"Damn it!"
Watching the elders spill blood, the Demon Rain Clan Leader cursed inwardly, feeling powerless.
They had already fought dozens of rounds but hadn’t injured Bai Qi in the slightest, compared to their side where eight Immortal Kings had fallen.
Even he himself, with several wounds on his body, blood trickling down, he felt it would be a crisis for the tribe if they continued fighting.
"Slash!"
Bai Qi’s expression remained indifferent as he raised the war sword again, slashing down forcefully.
Boom!
Heaven and earth collapsed.
Time and space were destroyed.
Endless laws sank.
At this moment, the vast and infinite Great Thousand World of Heishui Heaven was covered by this sword of massacre, intending to annihilate all beings and creatures.
Boom boom boom!
A series of explosions sounded.
The surviving four Immortal Kings of the Demon Rain Tribe showed ferocious expressions, their bodies exploding all at once.
"General, what offense did the Demon Rain Tribe commit against the Qin Dynasty?"
Seeing the bodies around him, the Demon Rain Clan Leader completely collapsed, his hair disheveled, gripped by extreme fear, shouted mournfully.
He couldn’t understand.
Why did the Qin Heavenly Court attack the Demon Rain Tribe?
He insisted that the Demon Rain Tribe had never offended the Qin Heavenly Court, let alone the human race.
What was the reason?
If they were going to die, shouldn’t there be a reason?
"Can you escape?"
Bai Qi did not respond to the Demon Rain Clan Leader, instead, he looked toward the distance, and the sword qi above his head descended, slashing far away.
Wherever it went, space was annihilated.
The Great Thousand World of Heishui Heaven trembled, being split by one-fifth with a single sword.
The fleeing members and another prodigy of the Demon Rain Tribe stumbled out of the space channel, their expressions flustered, urgently using movement techniques to escape.
"Come here!"
With a wave of Bai Qi’s hand, a blood-colored palm imprint appeared in the heavens, seizing the two escapees and throwing them before him.
"Spare us!"
"Spare us, my lord!"
"I didn’t mean to..."
The Demon Rain Tribe prodigy knelt on the ground, pointing to the Demon Rain Tribe member beside him, and hurriedly said, "It was all his idea, I was forced!"
"Nonsense, what do you mean by my idea, didn’t you want the Tribulation Lotus?"
The Demon Rain Tribesman immediately retorted.
Hearing the two talking, the Demon Rain Clan Leader stumbled, almost collapsing, the doubts and confusion in his heart were all resolved.
It turned out to be two reckless individuals who provoked the Qin Emperor.
No wonder!
No wonder the Qin Heavenly Court would send troops against the Demon Rain Tribe.
"Regardless of whose idea it was, the demise of the Demon Rain Tribe cannot be changed!"
Bai Qi said calmly, but the killing intent on his body grew increasingly intense, piercing toward the Demon Rain Clan Leader.
Boom!
Boundless killing intent spread across the skies, enveloping the nine heavens and ten lands, causing the world consciousness of the Great Thousand World of Heishui Heaven to tremble, cutting off karma, causing fate to perish.
"You all... have doomed the Demon Rain Tribe!"
The Demon Rain Clan Leader cried out in despair, the demonic shine in his eyes bursting with intense hatred.
He hated!
He hated the Qin Heavenly Court!
He hated the Demon Rain Tribe’s member even more!
Unfortunately.
His deep hatred could not change the outcome, nor could it prevent the descending sword of massacre, nor could it rescue the Demon Rain Tribe.
Boom!
The heavens collapsed and the earth caved in.
The Demon Rain Clan Leader, who roamed the seventh heaven, met his own destruction.
"Demon Rain Tribe, annihilated!"
After slaying the high echelons of the Demon Rain Tribe, Bai Qi withdrew his killing intent, sheathing the blood-colored war sword, standing calmly on the celestial heights, issuing the order.
Rumble!
Thunder roared.
A torrential rain poured down.
In the Great Thousand World of Heishui Heaven, shattered by Bai Qi, billowing black qi emerged, making the demonic qi within the world even thicker.
The skies darkened.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
The soldiers of the First Corps, wielding the Immortal Execution Crossbows, began shooting at the strong warriors of the Demon Rain Tribe.
The crossbows penetrated through the rain, splashing black rain everywhere, yet their sharpness remained unchanged.
One by one, the strong warriors of the Demon Rain Tribe howled in agony, fell to the ground with wide eyes, saying their final goodbyes to the world.
"Kill!"
After firing several rounds of crossbows, the soldiers of the First Corps charged out of the Immortal City, the mighty Way of Killing encompassing them. Though not as earth-shattering as Bai Qi, they were still not to be underestimated.
Before long, the Great Thousand World of Heishui Heaven turned into a world of blood.
One corpse after another fell to the ground.
The blood from their bodies changed the color of the world.
