Fearing being killed for his overwhelming merits, the empress decided to marry him.

Within the Shushan Sword Sect, the sounds of battle shook the heavens. The two sects, the Tantric Sect and the Sword Sect, which Tiger Vanguard already disliked, finally broke apart completely at this moment.

Khans was completely overwhelmed by Dugu Yun's sword light and could barely hold on with his strong physique and poor movement skills.

After he clasped his hands together and caught another sword thrust from Dugu Yun, his face suddenly flushed with blood.

"you……"

"Dugu Yun, you forced me to this!"

With a loud roar, Kehans twisted his sword and then raised his hand to strike Dugu Yun's chest.

At this moment, Kehansi's entire body was radiating intense light, as if he was forcibly enhancing his internal strength foundation, determined to fight Dugu Yun to the bitter end.

Faced with the incoming palm strike, Dugu Yun did not take it head-on. Instead, he dodged to the side and thrust his sword at Kehansi's heart with his other hand.

But the next moment, as Kehans flipped his hands, he generated an extremely strong shockwave that actually knocked the longsword out of Dugu Yun's hand.

"You actually risked burning your lifespan to forcefully break through to the Limit Break Realm?"

Dugu Yun clutched her trembling wrist, her face filled with shock.

At this moment, the red light dissipated, and Khans's face appeared noticeably older.

Hearing Dugu Yun's question, he clenched his fist: "Dare to betray my Tantric sect? Even if I die, I will drag you down to hell with me!"

With a roar, a blood-dripping guillotine appeared in his palm.

Before Dugu Yun could react, the Blood Droplet emitted a deafening roar and fell towards Dugu Yun's head.

"Not good."

Dugu Yun quickly dodged, and the two resumed their intense competition.

Chu Yunshan, who was hiding not far away, was extremely anxious, but because his own cultivation level was insufficient to intervene in such a high-level battle, he could only watch helplessly as Dugu Yun trembled alone.

Meanwhile, a sinister glint flashed in Dong Biao's eyes.

Inside and outside the main hall, corpses lay strewn everywhere.

The ground was littered with the corpses of the two sects.

This is the first time since the founding of the Shushan Sword Sect that it has suffered such heavy casualties.

At this moment, the disciples on both sides were completely bloodthirsty, their eyes filled with crimson killing intent as they stared at each other.

boom--

A loud bang echoed inside the hall as Dugu Yun swung his sword with all his might, shattering the incoming blood-dripping projectiles.

But the moment the flying guillotine shattered, a black mist rose from within, blinding him.

"Ah, my eyes."

The sudden change caused Dugu Yun to lose his five senses.

"go to hell!"

Kesihan took out another blood droplet from his storage ring and used it to cover Dugu Yun's head.

Just as he was about to unleash his inner energy to pluck his head off, Dugu Yun flicked out a crystal bead, which shot into Kehansi's forehead.

Kehans' pupils contracted, knowing that his death was imminent, and with his last remaining strength, he clenched his five fingers.

puff-

With a hiss, Dugu Yun's head flew off his shoulder.

After doing all this, Kaskha Khan immediately bled from all seven orifices and collapsed to the ground, dying.

Two generations of masters perished together.

"metropolitan!"

Chu Yunshan then rushed to Dugu Yun's corpse and burst into tears.

Fang Lin kept comforting him, saying, "Master, don't be sad. The Shu Mountain Sword Sect still needs you to take charge right now."

Dong Biao's gaze, however, fell upon the blood-dripping container containing a severed head to the side...

Seeing that the matter was already settled, Chu Yunshan had no choice but to suppress his grief and sigh, "So be it. The safety of the sect now rests entirely on my shoulders. I must take charge of the overall situation."

He forced himself to stand up and then began to give orders: "Fang Lin, go and tell the Tantric sect outside the gate and our disciples to stop fighting. Don't waste any more time like this."

"Yes!"

Fang Lin had just turned to leave after receiving the order when suddenly...

The veil covering the Blood Droplet had silently landed on Chu Yunshan's head.

"Oh no!"

puff-

Just as Chu Yunshan was about to shout, Dong Biao activated the Blood Droplet, instantly ripping Chu Yunshan's head off.

An elder who was half a step into the Immortal Realm had already been beheaded before he even made a move.

"Master!"

Fang Lin, his face splattered with blood, stared at the scene in disbelief. After shouting, he collapsed to the ground.

Whoop, whoop, whoop——

A gust of wind caused Fang Lin's cheek to twitch slightly.

Looking up, he saw Dong Biao brandishing his blood-dripping dagger, staring at him with a ferocious expression.

"It's you! You're the imperial court's henchman!"

"Shut up!"

Dong Biao shouted sharply, no longer concealing his emotions.

"You bunch of fools who don't know what's good for you, do you even dare to fight against the imperial court? From the very beginning, the imperial court has been fully aware of your every move!"

"And I was just the one who pushed things along, personally sending your Shushan Sword Sect on its final journey."

Upon hearing this, Fang Lin burst into a tirade: "Dong Biao, you're also a member of the martial arts world, yet you serve the imperial court as a dog, harming loyal and virtuous officials. Doesn't your conscience hurt?"

"Persecute loyal and virtuous people? Hahaha! You bunch of traitors who have brought disaster to the country and its people deserve to die! I am acting on behalf of Heaven!"

Dong Biao roared angrily, and the blood-dripping dart in his hand spun even faster.

"Oh no, run!"

Recalling the terror of the flying guillotine, Fang Lin immediately got up and ran towards the door.

hum-

click-

puff-

But he had only taken two steps when the flying guillotine landed on his head, ripping Fang Lin's head off.

"Hahaha, if I, Dong Biao, am going to do something, I'm going to be a superior person. With wealth and glory right in front of me, why would I want to live a life of hunger? Hahahaha!"

Dong Biao, carrying three severed heads, let out a series of sinister laughs.

Seeing the chaotic scene outside the hall, Dong Biao's lips curled into an intense killing intent.

"Then let's go all the way and die!"

With a long shout, he jumped into the battle and began to fight.

Dong Biao, whose cultivation level was at the late stage of the Innate Realm, charged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep, unstoppable.

One after another, the disciples of Mount Shu were knocked to the ground by him.

"No one can stop my bright and promising future!"

With a loud roar, Dong Biao instantly killed two Tantric disciples on the spot...

Inside the Daming Palace in Chang'an City.

"May Your Majesty be well!"

Jiang Mengxuan sat upright on the dragon throne, receiving congratulations from local officials in Guanzhong.

The Daming Palace had been rebuilt by this time, and was more luxurious and spacious than it had been hundreds of years ago.

Sitting here, Jiang Mengxuan tried hard to sense a trace of the aura of her ancestral emperors.

However, she still preferred the picturesque scenery of Jiangnan, with its bridges, flowing water, and traditional houses.

At this moment, inside the hall, a group of soldiers, bare-chested and wielding single swords and shields, were performing a war dance to the sound of war music.

These soldiers were all full of masculinity, with sturdy bodies and resolute faces. Coupled with their murderous war dance, they gave people a strange feeling.

Holding a jade cup shaped like a rhinoceros horn, the Empress casually greeted the officials, then concealed her face with her sleeve, drank half a cup, and continued watching the war dance performance in the hall.

The soldiers performing seemed to sense the Empress's gaze upon them, and immediately put on an even more energetic performance.

Perhaps, among these people today, some might become the Empress's lovers.

At worst, you'll receive a reward.

"Qingwen."

"What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

Jiang Mengxuan called Qingwen to her side and asked in a low voice, "What do you think of them?"

Qingwen glanced at it and said with a smile, "In my opinion, he is far inferior to the Emperor."

"reward."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mengxuan was overjoyed.

Qingwen immediately made the arrangements.

Soon, two eunuchs brought two full platters of gold to the soldiers.

"This is a gift from His Majesty."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."