71: Lord Wu'an, God of Slaughter Bai Qi

"Exactly what I had in mind."

Shangguan Yue took up her brush and splashed ink.

Her strokes were both firm and graceful, a perfect blend of strength and softness, flowing like clouds and water.

The inked characters emerged, solid as clouds.

At this moment, Xia Xuan felt as if he were in an ink wash painting.

Beside Shangguan Yue, the calligraphy took form, each stroke strong and sharp.

In the ink wash world, the ink filling all directions suddenly transformed into the characters from her brush, emanating a Sword Intent-like sharpness, striking towards Xia Xuan.

"Roar!!!"

A ten-thousand-foot Flaming Dragon tore through the painting, opening its ferocious fiery maw, and a towering golden flame instantly incinerated an endless fiery domain.

Xia Xuan waved his sleeve, and the Flaming Dragon, sweeping with overwhelming waves of flame, roared and charged, burning the calligraphic characters until they twisted and melted into drops of spiritless ink.

"Divine Dharma Aspect Seven?"

Shangguan Yue's willow-like brows furrowed slightly. She looked at the seven Divine Rings appearing behind Xia Xuan and grew even more surprised.

Previously, she had even suspected that Xia Xuan had achieved the Divine Extreme Realm and was the Reincarnation of a Divine Official.

Divine Dharma Aspect Seven could not possibly possess such power.

In her incomplete memories, even a Prodigy of a Divine Imperial Dynasty could not suppress a Divine Dharma Aspect breaking through its limits at the twelfth Rank while still within the tenth Rank.

Boom!

Xia Xuan stepped through the Void Realm, advancing slowly. With each step, the painting world collapsed a bit more.

Although the painting world created by Shangguan Yue was vast and boundless, it could not fully contain his Human Emperor Golden Body.

"Your Majesty, please forgive my offense."

Shangguan Yue's eyes sharpened, her robes moved without wind, her Aura suddenly surged, and a blurry spiritual image appeared behind her.

The spiritual image raised a brush, stirring the Origin Qi of the Nineteen Chaotic Domains, and sketched an ink Dragon.

Dotting the Dragon's eyes.

"Roar!"

A Dragon's roar, high-pitched and prolonged.

Suddenly, the Nineteen Chaotic Domains trembled, and the Qianlong River was thrown into chaos.

"Roar!!!"

A roar full of despair and resentment echoed from the Dragon Burial Snow Mountain, shaking the Central Plains and terrifying all living beings.

The million-strong army below felt a cold wind sweep through them.

Shangguan Yue glanced back; the ink Dragon from her brush had already soared into the air, its Dragon eyes piercing through the hidden and subtle.

The ink Dragon possessed unmatched Divine Might, its sky-reaching ink light annihilated the golden flames and strangled the Flaming Dragon.

Xia Xuan felt a hint of suppression in his heart, originating from the Dragon Burial Snow Mountain a thousand miles away.

"You lose." Shangguan Yue smiled sweetly.

The ink Dragon had swallowed all the Divine Flames, its Dragon body expanded to boundless proportions, and its enormous Dragon head looked down at the somewhat dazed Xia Xuan.

"Your Majesty!"

Below, Marquis Tianwu let out a cry of alarm.

After the army on the plains recovered from their strange emotions, they immediately noticed the battle high in the sky.

"What kind of monster is Your Majesty fighting?"

Marquis Tianwu looked up at the giant ink Dragon, his heart trembling. If this monster went mad, it could easily sweep through a hundred thousand troops, right?

"General, you are the strongest here, how can you stand by and watch Your Majesty in danger, unmoved?"

Marquis Tianwu looked at Zhao Yun and asked urgently.

"The victor has not yet been decided."

Zhao Yun's gaze pierced through the ten-thousand-foot sky, as if he saw the Nine Heavens above.

High in the sky.

Shangguan Yue, with unparalleled grace, softly advised: "If Your Majesty is willing to join the Sun Moon Imperial Dynasty, your future title will surely be above that of a King or Marquis."

"Oh?"

Xia Xuan chuckled, "Go back and tell your Empress that if she is willing to offer up the Sun Moon Imperial Dynasty's territory, I might consider granting her the title of Imperial Consort."

As his words fell, before Shangguan Yue could speak, a myriad of golden lights suddenly erupted from the Nine Heavens.

A giant hand, covering the sky and sun, gently scooped, and the giant ink Dragon vanished without a trace.

Shangguan Yue's expression changed in shock as she looked up at the sky.

From her perspective, the ink Dragon had reached above the Nine Heavens, as small as a loach, clutched in that golden hand, to be manipulated at will.

"One last question, the method for breaking through the Divine Extreme Realm."

Xia Xuan took a step, instantly appearing before Shangguan Yue, less than three steps away, so close he could even hear her slightly erratic breathing.

"Your Majesty has excellent methods, Shangguan is wholeheartedly convinced."

Shangguan Yue took two steps back, bowed, and respectfully said, "The method for breaking through the Dharma Aspect Realm will be announced to the world by the Sun Moon Imperial Dynasty soon.

At that time, an envoy from the Sun Moon Imperial Dynasty will present Your Majesty with the most comprehensive dossier."

"You may withdraw. From now on, the Sun Moon Imperial Dynasty shall not interfere with the three states of the Jinmu Kingdom."

Xia Xuan waved his hand.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace."

Shangguan Yue let out a sigh of relief, flew to a lower altitude, unfurled a scroll, and withdrew with the three hundred thousand Jade Luan Army.

Xia Xuan landed back on the ground.

From all directions, a myriad of troops knelt, shouting, "Your Majesty's Divine Might!"

Xia Xuan slightly raised his hand and said faintly, "Rise."

"Your Majesty, the Jinmu Kingdom's royal city is now empty, your old subject once again requests to fight!" Marquis Tianwu requested.

"Granted." Xia Xuan turned and returned to his imperial carriage... The vast army marched majestically, passing through every city in Jin State.

The Heavenly Martial Army struck directly at the heart, once again arriving at the Jinmu Royal City and charging into the city.

Marquis Tianwu, in mourning for his three deceased brothers, issued an order for a massacre.

Overnight, the Jinmu Royal City was destroyed.

The Jin, Mu, and Qing states of the Nineteen Chaotic Domains all belonged to the Wu Dynasty.

The Great Wu Dynasty's territory expanded to forty-two states.

In the three new states, public resentment boiled. Their hatred for the Wu Dynasty was etched into their bones, at least among the contemporary former Jinmu Kingdom people, it was irreconcilable.

And the iron army governing the three states was absolutely ruthless; any mutiny or defamation of the Wu Dynasty's Emperor's name was met with immediate iron-blooded suppression.

Jinsang City, once the secondary royal city of the Jinmu Kingdom, was now the state capital of Wu Dynasty's Jin State, a resting and resupply point for a million-strong army.

Inside the city, at the temporary imperial palace.

【Nightly revelry, exploring the Dao of Yin and Yang, tyrant points +100】

【Old Jinmu Kingdom citizens rebel, suppressed and eradicated, tyrant points +300】

【Destroyed the Jinmu Kingdom's nine-hundred-year Legacy, burned its collection of books, severed its Legacy, tyrant points +30000】

...【Accumulated tyrant points: 41541】

【Second-level Star Space has been opened】

【tyrant points required for Divine-Grade lottery per star: 30,000 ~ 30 trillion】

"One-star is 30,000, two-star is 300,000, three-star is 3 million... a 30 trillion ten-star lottery... Even sweeping across ten thousand Four Seas and Five Regions might not be enough. What can I draw? A Creator God? A Grand Unity Golden Immortal?"

Looking at the dense zeros, Xia Xuan suddenly felt that his rapidly increasing tyrant points were nothing at all.

But he did not belittle himself.

If the enemies he destroyed in the future were Imperial Dynasties, Emperor Dynasties, Divine Dynasties, or even more terrifying existences, his tyrant points would surely see geometric growth.

Xia Xuan's mind stirred. This time, there were no special visuals during the lottery; he directly received the result.

【Consumed 30,000 tyrant points for one Divine-Grade lottery.】

【Successfully drawn: Martial General Heroic Spirit — Immortal Qin Lord Wu'an · Killing God Bai Qi.】

【Note: All items in the prize pool will improve as the lottery star Rank increases. Low-tier Martial Heroic Spirits, when drawn from a high-star Rank prize pool, will be enhanced.

High-tier Heroic Spirits, when drawn from a low-star Rank prize pool, part of their strength will be converted into potential to maintain balance with the corresponding star Rank prize pool.】

"So, if I draw Xing Daorong in a Divine-Grade lottery, he could still be Divine-Grade? And if I draw a mythical figure, they would be balanced to a one-star prize pool's Rank?"

Xia Xuan understood the note and didn't think much more, focusing his gaze on the black figure emanating a terrifying Aura.

The head of the Four Great Generals of the Spring and Autumn Period, one of the Ten Philosophers of the Martial Temple, Lord Wu'an, Human Butcher, Killing God, and many other titles all represented his past glory.