The First Tyrant of Daxia

Chapter 4562 Destroy Pang Xin

Pang Xin held up his body, but all his energy and spiritual power had been drained away by Fanzhi Avenue, leaving only a torso.

Facing the Ding Qin Sword hanging above his head, his fear disappeared, replaced by relief. The light in his eyes faded, and Qin Yun also noticed his change.

As a dying man, Pang Xin also let go of his grudges and asked in confusion: "Qin Yun, I am not your opponent, and Fanzhi Sect is not the opponent of the Great Xia Empire. I lost this battle and there is no way to turn defeat into victory, but I still don't understand why the Western sects are reluctant to reinforce."

“As long as the Western sects work together, with the current strength of the Great Xia Empire, they will definitely not be able to stop their offensive. It is only a matter of time before they are completely devoured.” What Pang Xin said was true. The Great Xia Empire was not invincible in the world. In the Baisha Domain, its overall strength could not compete with those old guys from the Western sects.

But this is not a problem for Qin Yun, because he knows very well what those guys from the Western sects think.

"It's very simple." Qin Yun replied: "What they want is not to destroy the Great Xia Empire, but the energy of destiny that belongs to the Great Xia Empire. However, they are too dependent on the Shengyuan Sect that is in seclusion..."

Pang Xin was slightly puzzled when he heard this: "How can we seize the energy of destiny if we don't defeat the Great Xia Empire? They were even unwilling to send out disciples to reinforce, leaving the Fanzhi Sect trapped in the siege for three whole months!"

Pang Xin was obviously confused by the situation and always had trust in the Western sects, but this trust was obviously not fulfilled.

Facing his question, Qin Yun replied calmly: "One less person means one more share. They always believe that as long as they wait for Shengyuan Sect to come out of seclusion, the Great Xia Empire will inevitably go to destruction. At that time, they can seize the energy of luck without spending a single soldier. The disappearance of Fanzhi Sect is a good thing for them."

After hearing this, Pang Xin suddenly came to his senses and understood why the Western sects were reluctant to send reinforcements.

The bloody facts were laid out before him, and Pang Xin simply could not accept them. He had thought that although the Western sects were constantly fighting among themselves, they would still unite in the face of foreign enemies. It seemed that he was totally wrong.

Pang Xin suddenly laughed at himself and said in a deep voice: "You win! Qin Yun! Before the demise of Fanzhi Sect, I can tell you directly that the time when Shengyuan Sect came out of seclusion was not a full hundred years, but a very accurate ninety-three years."

As he spoke, Pang Xin showed a serious expression, took the initiative to move closer to the Ding Qin Sword, and reminded: "And this ninety-three years is not calculated in Saint Realm time, but the time set by a higher rhythm level. Converted into Saint Realm time, it is only eighty-five years. It is almost impossible to raise the overall strength of Daxia to the level of Shengyuan Sect during this period."

"So the demise of the Great Xia Empire is only the final result. During this period, I hope you can eliminate a few more Western sects. They deserve to die."

After he finished speaking, Pang Xin took the initiative to move towards the Dingqin Sword, and Qin Yun had no intention of putting away the sword.

Pang Xin committed suicide in front of Qin Yun, and took the initiative to let the Qin Divine Sword pierce his heart. As blood splattered everywhere, Pang Xin's consciousness and vitality instantly dissipated into the air.

The disciples of Fanzhi Sect noticed something and all looked in the direction of Qin Yun. Their morale, which was already low, was now even more suppressed to the extreme.

Gu Chuntang looked at him and asked doubtfully, "Your Majesty, do you want to continue? Completely destroy the Fanzhi Sect and slaughter them all."

Qin Yun said nothing, nodded slightly as a sign of agreement, and then walked straight into the ancient tree formation.

The massacre of the soldiers of the Great Xia Empire had just begun, and this massacre lasted for three days, killing nearly a million people. The entire ancient tree group position was littered with corpses, and the position was stained with the smell of blood. Qin Yun watched this scene indifferently.

The Fanzhi Sect was destroyed and no one was left alive.

Gu Chuntang was in charge of cleaning up the battlefield, but he failed to find anything useful. Apart from a few low-grade skills that were swallowed by Ming, Fanzhi Sect did not bring any benefits.

As for the energy and luck of the Fanzhi Sect, Daxia only took possession of less than half of it, and the rest was within the sect's position.

The war lasted for seven days, and the Fanzhi Sect, a sect that had existed in the Holy Realm for thousands of years, came to an end.

After doing all this, Qin Yun led his troops back to the imperial capital. At the same time, he strengthened the defense on the east side and reduced the number of garrisons at the ancient tree positions. He believed that in the short term, no one would dare to set foot here.

Once they have such thoughts, their end will be corpses scattered all over the ground in front of the position.

After returning to the imperial capital, Xuan Yunzi reported immediately: "Your Majesty, Xuan Sect's troops have been lying in ambush day and night for the past seven days, using their perception to detect the Void Sect and the Western Sects. Unfortunately, your Majesty's reminder did not work."

"You mean, Zhou Feibi and the Xiandao Sect are getting closer, but he can't win the trust of the Western sects?" Qin Yun asked doubtfully.

Xuan Yunzi shook his head and said, "No, Your Majesty, the Void Sect has never established any connection with the Western Sects. The Immortal Dao Sect deliberately cut them off. It is obvious that they intend to take over the Void Sect and even replace Zhou Feibi's position."

Hearing this, Qin Yun frowned slightly. The thing he was most worried about happened.

With the Xiandao Sect's current status among the Western sects, any disturbance can be detected immediately, and at the same time the news can be completely blocked to conceal the existence of the Xuwu Sect.

If the Void Sect only came into contact with the Immortal Sect, then its existence would lose its meaning. What Qin Yun wanted was the entire group of Western sects.

"Send the message back. If Zhou Feibi cannot contact the entire group of Western sects, then there is no need to approach the Xiandao Sect. Just return to the Xuwu Sect and wait for the Great Xia Empire to invade."

Qin Yun issued a death order, requiring Zhou Feibi to make every effort to get closer to more sects.

For this purpose, Qin Yun even took out the gem that represented the full authority and true heritage of the Void Sect, and used the Taikoo Xuanhuang Pagoda to suppress and cut off its energy supply, reminding Zhou Feibi to pay more attention.

On the other side, Zhou Feibi received the news but realized that his energy was cut off, which was under great pressure.

He has proposed to Situ Linwen more than once that he should establish diplomatic relations with other sects in the Western Sect Group. Now that he has surrendered, there is nothing that is impossible.

But Situ Linwen refused in every possible way and had no intention of letting the Xuwu Sect meet the world.

Now that Qin Yun's death order has been issued, if Zhou Feibi wants to avoid being attacked from both sides, he can only take a gamble. He bets that the leader of the Xiandao Sect, Situ Linwen, does not have the courage to provoke the entire Western sect group.

Even if his status has risen now, it is just an illusion. When he really encounters danger, he will still be easily abandoned.