The Northern Snow Plains, spanning millions of miles, were mostly enveloped by the Time Domain.
Large snowflakes floated upwards against gravity, while the currents beneath the glaciers surged violently. The million cultivators of the World Sect Alliance found their lifespans rapidly diminishing, with many being stripped of their life force and dying of old age.
Some, undeterred by death, tried to continue fighting, only to find space distorted. Moving forward meant retreating, and a single step could either take them thousands of miles away or directly into the blades of Great Jin soldiers, resulting in instant death.
What terrified the alliance cultivators the most was that the soldiers of Great Jin were completely unaffected.
This turned the alliance cultivators from wolves into sheep, ready for slaughter.
Panic spread, and countless alliance cultivators, their morale shattered, laid down their weapons and surrendered.
“Damn it, if it weren’t for the Space-Time Sword Saint aiding the Great Jin Dynasty, they wouldn’t stand a chance in this battle!”
“What can we do? Even the proud Empress of Great Jin offered herself to win over the Space-Time Sword Saint. If I were the Sword Saint, I wouldn’t be able to resist either.”
“Enough talk, let’s surrender! The elders of the Elder Council have been watching from the sidelines. Why should we fight to the death?”
“We surrender, we won’t fight anymore. We just want to stay alive.”
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As one person surrendered, others followed suit, laying down their weapons and squatting on the ground. In the blink of an eye, a million alliance cultivators surrendered like dominoes.
This scene left the Great Jin soldiers stunned.
The Empress was unconscious and severely injured. Who would give them orders?
Everyone instinctively looked at Meng Qingzhou.
“Anyone above the Moon Shine Realm, no surrender, kill them all. Those between the Mountain Moving Realm and Moon Shine Realm, seal their cultivation and mark them as slaves to be used as cannon fodder. Anyone below the Mountain Moving Realm, imprison them!” Meng Qingzhou commanded coldly.
Upon hearing this, the Great Jin soldiers and court officials hesitated briefly, then quickly got to work.
Despite the vast difference in numbers, within the Time Domain, these alliance cultivators were no different from lambs to the slaughter.
Suddenly.
A piercing scream echoed: “My realm, why has it fallen to the Moon Shine Realm!?”
The scream drew everyone’s attention. Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw twenty Morning Glow Great Beings who had participated in the siege of Dongfang Liuli, kneeling in a row, heads bowed, facing Meng Qingzhou.
The eyes of these twenty Morning Glow Great Beings were hollow, staring at the ground, occasionally waking up and screaming in horror.
Moreover, their realms were continuously falling!
Thousands of years of painstaking cultivation were dissipating…
Then, a horrifying scene unfolded. These once Morning Glow Great Beings suddenly burst into mad laughter:
“How foolish I’ve become in my old age, dreaming that I had achieved the Morning Glow Realm, revered as an elder of the alliance… How laughable…”
“But this dream felt so long, so real, as if it had truly happened…”
“What is real and what is false? Hahaha… I can’t tell, I really can’t tell…”
Their realms continued to fall, some dropping to the Sea Covering Realm, others to the Mountain Moving Realm, and then their lifespans exhausted, turning into a pile of ashes.
They knelt on the ground, devout like believers, continuously kowtowing to Meng Qingzhou:
“Sword Saint, please spare us, a bunch of ignorant fools. We were deluded into thinking we were Morning Glow Great Beings, attacking the Sword Saint and disturbing Your Majesty. Forgive us! Forgive us!”
“I have elders and juniors… No, wait, I have no elders… As for the juniors… They seem to be dead, or kneeling and surrendering…”
“Have mercy, please…”
Meng Qingzhou gave a cold smile and said, “Alright, I agree to your request, but only one of you can live.”
Upon hearing this, the remaining dozen old men froze, their bodies stiff, maintaining their kneeling and kowtowing posture.
Suddenly, one of them drew a knife and chopped off the head of his thousand-year-old friend, then grabbed the hair and lifted it up, laughing wildly:
“Die, you fool! I don’t want to die!”
Thud!
The laughter abruptly stopped as a hand pierced through his left chest.
His smile froze, and he slowly looked down, seeing a hand holding a beating heart, then the fingers clenched and crushed it.
“Old friend, you…” He turned around, and before dying, he finally woke up, recalling everything, laughing bitterly: “Space-Time Sword Saint? No… you’re a demon.”
The scene of mutual slaughter began, with the once lofty Morning Glow Great Beings raising their blades against their friends of thousands of years.
The entire world seemed to fall silent. Whether it was the World Sect Alliance or the Great Jin soldiers, they watched in silence.
Gulp…
Someone swallowed hard, their Adam’s apple bobbing, pupils contracting sharply, a chill running from their spine to the top of their head, goosebumps rising all over.
Even the Great Jin soldiers, who had always revered Sword Saint Meng Qin, felt a deep fear at this moment.
The Guardian Beast, with its massive dragon head blocking out the sun, watched quietly, its eyes as bright as the sun and moon, hiding a trace of lingering fear.
Is this the true wrath of the Empress’ Husband?
Terrifying indeed!
Fortunately, this divine being was wise enough not to bully others back then, or the outcome would have been equally tragic.
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“Is this person really the Heaven-Watching Pavilion’s chosen next Human Emperor?” Wang Xianjia’s old face turned pale, his hand trembling lightly inside his sleeve.
Even the most fearless would feel terror witnessing this scene.
Death is not scary; what’s scary is seeing years of painstaking cultivation go up in flames, having one’s mind clouded, becoming a puppet on strings! What’s scary is dying in confusion, as if in a mad dream…
“A Bodhisattva’s heart, thunderous means, the bearing of a Human Emperor, no doubt about it,” Li Guanyan nodded, his eyes resolute as if…
Hearing this, Wang Xianjia was thoroughly confused, muttering to himself:
“It does make some sense. Could it be that I’m overthinking?”
“But even the first Human Emperor would have just killed with one strike, not this terrifying method of torture.”
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On the battlefield, some resilient alliance cultivators were on the verge of collapse. Their Dao hearts, hardened by the passage of time, began to crack and silently shatter. Their hands loosened, and with a clang, their blades fell to the ground as they knelt, losing the support of their spirit.
Others, who had already seen the writing on the wall, silently changed their posture, from squatting to kneeling on both knees.
Some even voluntarily sealed their cultivation and handed over their storage rings.
They were already submissive, begging for mercy.
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An elder from Present Village, who also served as a third-rank minister, stroked his beard in puzzlement:
“As expected, the Empress is the bottom line for the Empress’ Husband, but… the Empress’ Husband doesn’t know that Her Majesty is Madam Meng.”
“So, why is the Empress’ Husband angry?”
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