In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

"Cough cough, how could it be you?!"

Tian Hu, whose armor was tattered and torn, stared in disbelief at Sheng Qi, who was slowly approaching with heavy steps.

"You didn't expect this, did you? The spirits of those who died ten years ago have come to claim your lives..." Sheng Qi said indifferently, stroking the tattoos covering his face.

The heavy sword, Juque, bound with jet-black iron chains, dragged slowly across the ground like a tamed beast, each step producing a dull thud. Sparks flew as the sword rubbed against the earth, as if proclaiming its majesty to the world.

As the giant sword moved, it left a deep ravine, a shocking wound like a ripped hole in the earth, seemingly foreshadowing the tragic end that Tian Hu was about to face.

At this moment, Tian Hu was no longer the imposing figure he once was. His body was covered in wounds, his clothes stained with blood, and his once formidable inner strength had been almost completely depleted in the fierce battle.

The once arrogant and domineering man has finally revealed his vulnerable side. His originally rugged and resolute face is now filled with tension and fear, large beads of sweat roll down his forehead, and his eyes reveal despair and helplessness.

“Chen Sheng, I know we are guilty of what happened back then, but I wasn’t the mastermind behind framing you and Wu Kuang. Considering we are both from peasant families, spare my life, and I can give you the entire Chi You Hall, and also the Lie Shan Hall…”

However, before Tian Hu could finish speaking, Sheng Qi raised the Juque sword in his hand expressionlessly, its broad blade blocking out the sunlight above Tian Hu's head.

“Save these words for the ghosts to say.”

As Sheng Qi finished speaking, the giant sword in his hand slashed down with lightning speed, and Tian Hu's headless corpse crashed to the ground. His head, still bearing a look of shock and anger, rolled to Tian Mi's side.

Seeing that unwilling and terrified face, Tian Mi was so frightened that her face turned pale. Gone was her previous charm and composure. A foul odor emanated from under the hem of her skirt that barely covered her buttocks.

As she collapsed to the ground, crawling backward, she said in a trembling voice, "Chen, Chen Sheng, I was wrong. I shouldn't have framed you and Wu Kuang back then. I was truly out of my mind. Please, let me go. I'll do anything you want..."

As she spoke, Tian Mi reached out and pulled down her sleeve, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. However, Sheng Qi's eyes were still filled with intense resentment and murderous intent.

"Tian Mi, you heartless, vile woman, ten years have passed, and I can finally avenge the injustice done to me back then. Don't worry, I won't kill you. I'll cripple you and then throw you into the hands of those death row inmates."

"You enjoy promiscuity, don't you? I'll lend you a hand."

"No! No! Don't, you can't do this to me! Please..."

Upon hearing this, Tian Mi imagined herself being surrounded by a group of foul-smelling prisoners, and her face turned terrified.

However, Sheng Qi remained unmoved by Tian Mi's pitiful pleas for mercy. His eyes were icy cold as he swung his palm without hesitation, striking Tian Mi hard in the chest.

In an instant, a powerful and fierce surge of true energy, like a raging torrent, rushed into Tian Mi's body at an astonishing speed. Wherever this true energy passed, Tian Mi's limbs and bones felt as if they were being torn apart, causing unbearable pain; her meridians were severely damaged, being mercilessly broken through inch by inch!

"No!! Ugh!!!" Tian Mi let out an extremely shrill scream, the sound echoing through the mountains and forests. The scream was filled with despair and pain, sending chills down one's spine.

At the same time, a mouthful of thick, scarlet blood gushed from her mouth, like a blooming blood flower. As the blood flowed, Tian Mi's powerful aura, originally at the half-step True Spirit Realm, rapidly dissipated, leaving her listless and weak, like a candle flickering in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Sheng Qi waved his hand, and two masked thugs came over and dragged the dejected Tian Mi away. Her fate was predictable.

Situ Wanli stroked the cool touch of the Shennong Token in his hand, quietly watching Sheng Qi's revenge.

Just then, a tall, elegant man slowly emerged from the shadows. This man was none other than Ying Ziqing, who had not shown his face for a long time.

Ying Ziqing wore a ferocious mask symbolizing his identity as the Bad Commander, and a magnificent robe as bright as blood, exuding an aura of majesty and dominance. Beneath that terrifying mask, his eyes were unusually calm, simply gazing calmly at everything unfolding before him.

"Situ Wanli, how did things go?" Ying Ziqing's voice was casual, as if he were only asking about a trivial matter, but the pressure contained in it made people dare not be negligent in the slightest.

Situ Wanli bowed respectfully to Ying Ziqing, his tone filled with flattery and barely suppressed excitement.

"Reporting to the commander-in-chief, under the divine might of the commander-in-chief and the Bad People, the leaders of the peasant rebels have all been eliminated by me and Lord Chen Sheng. I will eliminate the remaining stubborn followers within three days."

Ying Ziqing nodded slightly, seemingly quite satisfied with the result.

"Well done. Don't worry, I will not go back on my promise to you of the position of the leader of the knights."

Let's go, follow me to the tomb of the Six Sages of the Farmhouse, and draw the curtain on this grand drama..."

Ying Ziqing took the lead and headed towards the mountain peak, followed by the peasants who were loyal to him and the group of cold and ruthless rogues...

——Dividing——Line——

The mountains are bathed in light, and the setting sun is like blood.

The once sacred place, a place rarely visited by people and a symbol of the highest status of farmers, is now surrounded by thugs dressed in black and carrying swords.

Before Ying Ziqing stood a huge stone cave covered in moss, with a two-meter-tall stone statue at the entrance.

Situ Wanli spoke up at the opportune moment to explain to Ying Ziqing:

"General, the person in this stone statue is the first leader of the Farmer's Clan, also known as the legendary Yan Emperor."

Ying Ziqing's gaze did not linger on the statue of Emperor Yan for long. It was just a statue; if Emperor Yan himself were here, perhaps Ying Ziqing would be more interested.

He walked straight into the dark and deep stone cave, and Situ Wanli hurriedly followed behind.

Just as the two stepped into the stone cave passage, a mighty voice boomed through the passage...

P.S.: I'm back! This time, I'm determined to take back everything that's rightfully mine, including you all!

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