Chapter 676: Breaking Dragon City, Slaying Mingyu (Part 2)

After capturing the city, the next step was Zhuo Yunfei leading his troops to settle in, change thoughts, remove traces of the Reincarnation Venerable, and soothe the people’s hearts. These tasks, the political propaganda team led by Zhuo Yunfei, numbering over five thousand, were professional and targeted, so Han Xiaoru didn’t need to worry much.

In fact, just as the army was leaving the city, heading towards the next city.

She could already hear loud shouts from behind: “Under the rule of Emperor Yuu, all living beings are equal, there is no oppression, and they will not suffer from hunger or cold…”

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Yujing City.

Ji Mingyue and Empress Dowager Xiao Lin, at this moment, where had the mind to monitor the state affairs, had long been seated in the Diligent Governance Hall, constantly watching the water curtain light and shadow projected by the Celestial Observation Mirror.

Some high-ranking and powerful chief officials from the three departments and six ministries were also holding their breath, focusing on the light and shadow without blinking.

Just now, the bloody battle on Xiaoshan Plain and Qiuyuan City was both terrifying and heart-wrenching, and it had made their emotions rise and fall like a roller coaster, causing them to hold their breath in anxiousness.

Until they saw that burst of Sword Rainbow, with Black Lotus petals falling like rain, simultaneously slicing three Divine Martial Realm warriors, everyone couldn’t help but cheer in unison.

Those who didn’t know might have thought something major had happened in the Diligent Governance Hall.

“Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi he…”

Xiao Lin couldn’t stop grinning.

What noble and dignified demeanor, what royal empress dowager’s authority, she no longer cared, laughing like a little girl, her eyes filled with pride and relief, a long sigh of twenty years of suffering finally coming to an end.

Originally thought that this life might end here.

She had been enduring, not expecting to wait for hope, only hoping not to hear any despairing news.

That day, upon Rising Dragon Pass City, during the Soul Burning Body Burst, she could not have dreamed that her child, innately deficient and injured by Ji Tang, would one day appear before her in an invincible posture.

Even Dragon Maiden Ziyun didn’t have much resistance, dying under his sword.

What a surprise this was.

So much so, that during this period, Xiao Lin felt like she was in a dream, her mind in a daze, becoming the Empress Dowager, and also sharing a large portion of the Qi number, reconnecting with the once unattainable True Dragon Dharma Body, and even, this Power of Destiny continued to grow stronger, even a small portion of Qi that she couldn’t refuse, was many times more than the entire nation’s collected Qi number.

Just like how she didn’t understand how her child could so rapidly cultivate to his current realm.

She also didn’t understand why some seemingly unreasonable political strategies could have such a huge impact on the world.

Why has the Dynasty’s Qi number become so prosperous and grand?

These things she didn’t understand.

The only thing she understood was to help her child hold onto this country, preserve this foundation of achieving the Dao, and not allow anyone to destroy it.

Internal troubles have been resolved, but external threats remain.

The strength of the Black Lotus Hall, she knew too well.

Back in the Azure Dragon Hall days, she understood that disciples from any of the Nine Demon Suppression Halls were not to be underestimated.

Especially those who conducted Dao Alchemy upgrades using this world as a chessboard. It’s clear that if they were mediocre, they wouldn’t even dare to think about it.

Therefore, Mingxin and Mingyu are definitely elite disciples of the Black Lotus Hall, and they possess the courage to fight to the death without considering their lives.

Such people are of no worry if there’s no opportunity.

Once the situation is established, they are very difficult to deal with.

“Just hope that Mingxin hasn’t yet broken through to Dao Alchemy, otherwise, even if the stay isn’t long, it would be perilous beyond measure.”

After the joy, Xiao Lin had worries, just intently watching the circular light screen in the hall, seeing that Sword Rainbow relentlessly chasing the black light, arriving before a massive city with hundreds of thousands of soldiers standing mighty around it.

“Shuofang City, Beizhou Royal Capital.”

Everyone was shocked.

Not blinking, they looked at the Northwest Dragon City that the Great Li Dynasty spent thirty years building, all gasping in awe.

This city has been occupied by the Beizhou Barbarians for thirteen years.

Judging by the dense smoke and prosperous scenes inside the city, it seemed no less than Yujing.

Moreover, one can see the national fate and Military Qi rising like flames, inspiring awe.

“Still not dead?”

Watching the half-formed Black Lotus silhouette turn to light, plunging into the huge city, endless black mist rose, converging in the sky into a giant Black Lotus that covered the entire city, blocking the burst of light rays.

Everyone’s heart suddenly sank.

“Beizhou wolves can actually mobilize national fate, gather a nation’s Qi number to confront?”

Ji Mingyue’s hands trembled slightly, causing the light screen in the hall to wobble slightly.

Clearly, she was not calm in her mood.

She knew all too well how powerful this Power of Destiny was.

Back when Chen Ping captured a territory, consolidating the people’s hearts, issuing benevolent governance, it was also a strategy of counterbalancing Qi with Qi, pressing with power.

This is because she knows that this invisible and intangible Power of Destiny, in the hands of those with Divine Techniques, can perform many tricks and exert tremendous power.

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“Chen Ping, with just two years of cultivation time, you have mastered swordsmanship to such a degree. I must admit, you’re the first I’ve seen in hundreds of years, but you should never have, never have, come to attack alone.”

Venerable Mingyu fled to Dragon City, turning back to smile as he saw Chen Ping stepping into the air above the city.

At the northwest corner of the city, before a grand hall, Yuwen Mu raised burning incense, bowed three times.