Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

The capital city had by then become a giant powder keg.

The image on the sky was the torch that completely ignited it.

"Kill the corrupt official! Avenge General Lin!"

"Smash the Grand Tutor's mansion! That old bastard isn't a good person either!"

The angry populace rallied into a black torrent, crashing against every mansion in the capital that symbolized power.

The rotten eggs and vegetable leaves at Caishikou have all been thrown away.

The people grabbed carrying poles, hoes, and even dismantled the roadside fences.

The usually imposing officials and yamen runners were now being chased all over the streets, their official robes torn to shreds, crying and screaming for their parents.

……

The Grand Tutor's Mansion.

"Hold on! Hold on for me!"

The Grand Tutor of the court hid behind layers of guards, watching the vermilion gate being rammed loudly, his old face ashen.

Outside the gate stood thousands of bloodthirsty mobs.

"Master! The gate is about to collapse!"

The butler came running over, stumbling and scrambling, his hat askew.

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

The Grand Tutor was furious and kicked the steward.

He glanced back at the direction of the study, where the ink on his newly written "Proclamation Against Xia Jie" was still wet.

I originally wanted to post a statement to distance myself from the situation, but now I can't even leave the house!

"Quick! Go through the back door! Prepare the carriage! To the palace! Only the palace is safe!"

The Grand Tutor shouted at the top of his lungs.

……

Not just the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

The mansions of the six ministers, the nine high-ranking officials, and all the powerful and influential families related to the Xia family were all overwhelmed by the angry crowd.

The gate was kicked open, and the servants were beaten down.

The usually high-and-mighty gentlemen and ladies were now dragged out of their comfortable nests of luxury like frightened mice.

The entire capital city was plunged into unprecedented chaos.

Lin Mo, the mastermind behind all of this, is flying at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

A fierce wind howled, and the sea of ​​clouds churned.

The mountains and rivers below rushed past him, turning into blurry blocks of color.

The distance from Heishuiguan to the capital, thousands of miles, was to him nothing more than the distance of an after-dinner stroll.

Soon, the outline of an enormous city appeared on the horizon.

Lin Mo slowed down and hovered in the air.

He looked down.

The entire capital city can be seen in its entirety.

Flames soared into the sky and thick smoke billowed from the city, like a dying beast making its last struggle.

Countless ants-like crowds surged through the streets, and the shouts of battle could be faintly heard even from this distance.

In the heart of the city, the magnificent, silent palace complex stood like the eye of a storm.

Lin Mo's eyes remained completely calm.

He took a deep breath and stopped suppressing the power within him.

His dark golden true essence erupted with a roar, and he was like a dazzling meteor, tearing through the clouds and falling straight towards the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the very center of the imperial city!

……

The Imperial City, Meridian Gate Tower.

Commander Zhao Wu of the Imperial Guards gripped the hilt of his sword, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

The deafening shouts of battle outside the city terrified him.

Fortunately, I acted quickly and sealed the palace gates.

Otherwise, if these chaotic soldiers rushed in, the entire palace would be overturned.

"Commander, are we really just going to stand by and watch?"

The lieutenant leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"What if... what if the soldiers outside the city suppress these rioters? We'd be in grave danger!"

"Suppression? With what means to suppress?"

Zhao Wu sneered and pointed to the empty city wall.

"The crown prince is dead, the million-strong army has mutinied, the old emperor is a dried-up corpse—the Great Xia Dynasty is finished!"

Zhao Wu spat.

"Now, our only way to survive is to guard this palace and wait for that young General Lin to arrive."

The lieutenant was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.

He suddenly raised his head and pointed a trembling finger at the sky.

"Commander... Commander! Look up at the sky!"

Zhao Wu subconsciously looked up.

Above the sky, a dark golden streak of light was rapidly expanding.

What is that?

Firestones thrown up by catapults?

wrong!

The stream of light drew ever closer, carrying with it a terrifying, world-destroying pressure!

boom--!

An invisible giant wave descended from the sky and slammed hard onto the top of everyone's head!

Zhao Wu felt a sudden weight on his shoulders, as if he were carrying an invisible mountain on his back. His legs went weak, and his knees buckled uncontrollably.

Click!

The city bricks beneath his feet were instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks.

It wasn't just him.

At the same time, thousands of imperial guards on the city wall knelt down in unison.

The heavy armor slammed onto the brick surface with a dull thud.

Many people were so overwhelmed by this oppressive force that they prostrated themselves, their faces pressed against the cold city bricks, unable to even lift a finger.

This oppressive force, centered on the imperial palace, spread wildly throughout the entire capital city.

The mob that was storming the gates of the Grand Tutor's mansion froze instantly.

A burly man held a wooden stake high in the air, his expression frozen in its most ferocious moment.

The next second, bang!

As the wooden stake slipped from his grasp, the burly man and the thousands of rioters around him fell to their knees like harvested wheat.

The crowds chasing and fighting in the streets and alleys seemed to have been paused.

Everyone remained in the same position as a second ago, and then uncontrollably knelt down.

An official who was tidying up his valuables in his study suddenly felt weak in the knees and collapsed to the ground, scattering gold ingots all over the floor.

The entire capital city.

The shouts, cries, and curses of millions of people came to an abrupt halt in that instant.

Dead silence.

A deathly silence, like that of a tomb.

The only sounds in the city were the whistling of the wind through the banners and the heavy, terrified breathing of countless people.

Everyone struggled to lift their heads and look up at the sky.

Above the gilded roof of the Hall of Supreme Harmony in the Imperial City, a black figure was silently suspended in mid-air.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his black robe fluttering in the wind.

Like a god descending from the heavens to earth, it coldly surveyed the prostrate land beneath its feet.

On the Meridian Gate tower.

The lieutenant was trembling like a leaf, his teeth chattering.

He turned his head with difficulty to look at Zhao Wu, who was also kneeling on the ground, his voice trembling with sobs.

"Commander, the archers are in position! Should we...?"

Zhao Wu didn't look at him, but stared intently at the figure in the sky.

He opened his mouth, his throat so dry it felt like it was on fire.

"What do you think...?"

Zhao Wu's voice was as soft as a dream.

"That guy, could he be killed with an arrow?"