Under One Person: I Opened the Age of Mythology

Chapter 333 The power of thunder!

For Xue Fan now, the most important thing is to further improve the "Six Paths of Reincarnation". After all, although "Reincarnation" is now established, it cannot guide the souls between heaven and earth, and this...

This is also the focus of everything!

Therefore, he would not go out to build up power like other people, or in other words, the "Six Paths of Reincarnation" originally belonged to his "power". His top priority was to improve his own cultivation as much as possible and strive to complete his "body in heaven and earth" as soon as possible so that he could "lead spirits" to heaven and earth.

Of course, even if he had never been out, everyone could sense the "movement" on his side, especially Tu Junfang, who was also practicing the "Way of the Soul" and aiming to become a "Ghost Immortal".

Feeling the unusual movements on his side and the aura emanating from the "Six Paths of Reincarnation", Tu Junfang seemed to have some realizations in his heart. He couldn't help but concentrate more and speed up his practice.

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at the same time.

This is Xia He.

When Xue Fan completed the breakthrough, she also arrived at the designated location, which is the capital of India, New Delhi.

Not only her, but also the "Qingqiu People" who had followed her in the past gathered here at her call. Without any unnecessary nonsense, she immediately gave these hundreds of "Qingqiu People" her own blood and the elixir left by Xia Ye, allowing them to begin their transformation.

Not long after...

Hundreds of "fox people" completed their transformation. Both men and women had handsome and beautiful faces, and they all exuded charm.

In addition to not having the "imperial aura", they have also gained the ability to control "emotions" to a certain extent. This has become the characteristic of the "fox clan" and is also a design that Xia Ye had thought of a long time ago.

"Then the next step is to start ruling from India and establish the 'Kingdom of Qingqiu'!"

Xia He smiled slightly and led everyone towards the center of New Delhi.

moment……

Xia He led the "Qingqiu people" and marched into the center of New Delhi in a mighty manner.

The unique charm of the fox clan spread, causing pedestrians on both sides of the street to stop involuntarily and follow this strange team with their eyes.

Xia He walked in front, dressed in a fiery red dress, with light steps and elegant posture, like a queen patrolling her territory.

The "Qingqiu people" following behind her all had pretty faces and extraordinary temperaments, but also had a bit of wildness that made people afraid to approach easily.

The team soon arrived at the city hall building. Xia He raised his hand and waved, and several "Qingqiu people" immediately stepped forward and easily controlled the security personnel of the building.

She walked into the city hall with graceful steps. The staff in the hall looked at her in horror, but as if they were controlled by some force, they dared not make any sound.

Xia He walked to the mayor's office and gently pushed open the door. The mayor, who was working, suddenly stood up, his face pale, his lips trembling, but he couldn't speak.

Xia He smiled slightly, walked up to him and patted his shoulder gently. A warm force was transmitted into the mayor's body. His original fear and panic miraculously disappeared, replaced by an inexplicable calmness and obedience.

"From today on, New Delhi belongs to Qingqiu."

Xia He's voice was clear and pleasant, but it carried unquestionable majesty. The mayor nodded woodenly, like a puppet, completely obeying her instructions.

After taking control of the city government, Xia He quickly took control of the major media in New Delhi. She made a public speech, announcing the establishment of the Qingqiu Kingdom, promising to ensure the safety of the people, and demonstrated the fox clan's ability to control emotions, quickly calming the originally restless city.

On the TV screen, Xia He's smile was as warm as the spring breeze, and her voice was as sweet as the sound of nature, soothing the fear and anxiety in people's hearts.

Some Indian officials and people were conquered by Xia He's charm and chose to submit to the new ruler, but there were also some people who could not accept this sudden change. They organized resistance forces and clashed with the "Qingqiu people".

Early the next morning...

The sound of gunfire and shouting broke the tranquility of New Delhi. Xia He stood on the top floor of the city hall building, looking down at the chaotic scene below, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

She gently raised her hand, and a ball of purple-gold flame condensed in her palm. The flame was like a nimble dragon, circling and dancing around her fingertips, emitting a powerful pressure.

"Resistance is useless."

Xia He's voice was as cold as ice. The flames turned into golden lights and shot towards the resistance forces. Wherever the golden lights went, the rebels fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

The leader of the rebels, a former senior Indian military officer, was surrounded by the "Qingqiu people". He held a pistol and pointed it at Xia He, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

"You witch!"

He growled through gritted teeth.

"You can't control us!"

Xia He smiled gently, and her figure flashed, appearing in front of him in an instant. She stretched out her slender hand and gently held his wrist. A warm power passed into his body. The gun in his hand fell to the ground, and the anger in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a sense of confusion and emptiness.

She did not kill him, but used her ability to control emotions to turn him into her supporter. She sent him and other captured resistance leaders to persuade other resistance forces and undermine their will to resist.

The changes in New Delhi spread quickly throughout India, and forces from other regions sent envoys to inquire about the truth. Xia He warmly received these envoys and demonstrated Qingqiu's powerful strength and new order.

She led the envoys to visit the streets of New Delhi, which were orderly, with people living and working in peace and contentment, with happy smiles on their faces, which was completely different from the chaotic scene they had imagined.

Some small forces were impressed by Xia He's strength and charm and chose to submit to Qingqiu...

But there are also some big forces that remain wary of Qingqiu's rise. They are secretly accumulating strength to prepare to fight against this emerging force.

Xia He was aware of the movements of these forces, but she did not act rashly. She continued to consolidate her rule in New Delhi and waited for the right time.

As night fell, Xia He stood on the top floor of the city hall building, overlooking the brightly lit New Delhi with a meaningful smile on her lips.

“Everything has just begun.”

She whispered, with an inexplicable light in her eyes.

In the distance, a convoy slowly drove into New Delhi, with flags representing different forces flying on the cars.

Xia He looked at them and waved gently.

"Let them in."

Her voice was soft, but it carried unquestionable authority.

The captain of the Qingqiu guard standing behind her, a fox demon named Chimei, bowed slightly, took the order and left. He disappeared into the night in a flash.

A few minutes later, the motorcade drove into the square in front of the city hall building...

Messengers of all kinds got off the car. They were wearing different costumes and represented the forces of different regions in India.

Some of the messengers looked nervous, while others pretended to be calm, but there was a hint of uneasiness and curiosity in their eyes.

The Qingqiu guards lined up in the square to welcome them. They were wearing the same uniform and displayed their well-trained military appearance.

In the center of the square, there is a red carpet that extends all the way to the entrance of the city hall building.

Xia He was still standing on the roof, looking down at everything. She saw a tall Sikh walking out of the convoy. He was wearing a golden turban, a white robe, and had a long beard, looking particularly majestic.

This person is the representative of Punjab and the most powerful envoy among the visiting envoys.

Xia He nodded slightly, and Chimei immediately understood and turned and walked downstairs to greet the envoys.

"Welcome everyone to New Delhi, to the country of Qingqiu."

The Red Eyebrows' voice was loud and powerful, echoing in the square. The Sikh representative stepped forward, put his hands together, and saluted the Red Eyebrows:
"We are here to visit Queen Qingqiu on behalf of our respective forces, hoping to be received by her."

Chimei smiled slightly:
"Her Majesty the Queen has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me."

He walked in front, leading the envoys along the red carpet towards the city hall. The torches in the square stretched their shadows out long, reflecting on the white walls of the city hall building.

The Chimei led the envoys from all parties through the magnificent hall and finally arrived at the top-floor terrace.

The night breeze is blowing, the stars are twinkling, and the dazzling night view of New Delhi is in full view.

A banquet had already been set up on the terrace, with delicious food and wine, and the aroma was everywhere. Xia He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, sitting in the main seat, smiling, her eyes swept over everyone, and her every move showed the demeanor of a queen.

"Thank you for your hard work coming all the way."

Xia He's voice is clear and pleasant, like the singing of a nightingale, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The envoys saluted to show their respect. The Sikh representative bowed slightly and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, I am here to learn about Qingqiu's founding philosophy and future development direction."

His eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to see through Xia He's heart.

Xia He chuckled, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip elegantly:
"The country of Qingqiu is committed to peaceful coexistence and common development. We hope to establish friendly relations with all parties and jointly create a prosperous and stable new world."

She glanced at everyone and spoke with such sincerity that it was hard to doubt her sincerity.

"Her Majesty's ambition is admirable."

An envoy from Rajasthan complimented him. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes and spoke in a flattering tone. He looked like a very versatile person.

"but……"

The Sikh representative changed his tone and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"We heard that Her Majesty the Queen has the ability to control emotions. Is this true or not?"

He stared at Xia He, trying to find the answer from her expression.

Xia He did not deny it. She smiled slightly, stretched out her delicate hand, and pointed at a servant:
"come here."

The servant walked up to Xia He tremblingly. Xia He gently stroked his forehead. A warm current flowed into the servant's body. His expression changed from fear to joy, from joy to anger, and finally returned to calm, as if he had experienced an emotional roller coaster.

"This……"

The envoys were all shocked by Xia He's abilities. Representatives of some small forces expressed their submission on the spot, expressing their willingness to submit to Qingqiu. They prostrated themselves on the ground, shouting "Long live the Queen."

The Sikh representative had a gloomy face, he clenched his fists, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that Xia He was just a witch with a false reputation, but now it seems that her abilities far exceed his imagination.

After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere gradually became heated and the envoys raised their glasses and toasted Xia He.

The Sikh representative took advantage of everyone's inattention, pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and stabbed Xia He fiercely. The dagger flashed with cold light and went straight to Xia He's heart.

It happened in a flash. Xia He dodged the attack easily, then grabbed the Sikh representative's wrist with his backhand, and the dagger fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"What do you want to do?"

Xia He's voice was icy cold, like the chill wind from hell.

The Sikh representative turned pale, with cold sweat oozing from his forehead. He tried to break free from Xia He's control, but found himself unable to move.

Xia He did not kill him, but showed his deepest fears and desires in front of everyone. His childhood shadow, his desire for power, and his hidden secrets were all revealed by Xia He one by one.

The Sikh representative was so ashamed that he lowered his head and dared not look at the crowd. His original arrogance and self-confidence were gone, leaving only endless regret and fear.

In the end, he chose to surrender, kneeling in front of Xia He and asking for her forgiveness.

Xia He accepted his surrender and took the opportunity to propose cooperation to everyone to fight against the turbulent forces hidden in India. Some forces immediately agreed to form an alliance, while others chose to wait and see.

After the banquet, Xia He immediately sent out the "Qingqiu people" to visit various forces separately, using inducement, coercion and other means to undermine their will to resist.

During the process, Xia He demonstrated strong political skills and military talents. She used both kindness and force to divide and disintegrate the enemies, and defeated them one by one. She quickly unified India and established the Qingqiu Kingdom with New Delhi as its center.

"From today on, India will become Qingqiu's territory!"

Xia He stood on the tallest building in New Delhi, looking down at the cheering crowd below. Her voice resounded through the sky, announcing the arrival of the Qingqiu era.

"Long live the Queen!"

"Long live Qingqiu!"

The cheers resounded throughout the world, deafening.

But for a moment...

"Her Majesty the Queen."

A man in a black uniform with the nine-tailed fox logo embroidered on his chest knelt on one knee and respectfully handed over a document.

"This is the latest statistics on the surrender of various forces."

Xia He took the document, gently slid her slender fingers across it, and scanned the contents on it.

The night breeze blew her long hair as she stood on the roof, overlooking the brightly lit city, like a god in control of everything.

"Are there still recalcitrant forces?"

Xia He closed the file, her tone calm, no emotion could be heard.

"Reporting to Her Majesty, the Dravida Alliance in Tamil Nadu is still resisting, but their power is no longer formidable."

The man in black lowered his head and spoke in a firm tone.

Xia He nodded slightly:

"Let Foxfire handle it."

She turned to look at the other man in black behind her.

"Foxfire, I want to see the results within three days."

The man called Foxfire was tall and had a stern face. He took a step forward and knelt on one knee.

"As you command, Your Majesty."

"in addition……"

Xia He's eyes swept across the night view of New Delhi.

"We must also keep a close watch on those forces that have surrendered, and we must not take it lightly..."

(End of this chapter)