Another World: When a Necromancer Possesses the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls

Li Xingyao could clearly sense that a large amount of powerful and formidable energy was gathering in that tower, each strand belonging to the last high-end combat force of the Axis Empire.

Within the Soul Banner's domain, countless points of light representing the enemy moved continuously inside and outside the capital, like a disturbed swarm of ants.

From this moment on, Li Xingyao officially possessed the ability to destroy a top-tier empire head-on!

He slowly raised his hand, and 110,000 Saint-level Ninth-grade undead, like a raging flood breaking free of its restraints, surged down from the sky towards the capital of the Axis Empire.

The undead formed layers upon layers of attack formations in the air, each layer carrying a different domain of laws.

These fields overlap and resonate with each other, forming a vast field of laws that covers the entire city.

Four hundred and thirty undead possessing divine artifacts were concentrated at the forefront of the formation. Their artifacts simultaneously released various colors of light, which exploded on the defensive array of the capital of the Axis Empire.

This fierce battle lasted for less than a day.

When the last defensive array was breached by the undead, the capital of the Axis Empire was completely exposed to Li Xingyao's undead army.

The remaining defenders attempted to engage in street fighting within the city, but a rain of deadly arrows poured down from the sky, covering every street and every building within their attack range.

As dusk completely engulfed the city, apart from the imperial city, there was no longer any organized resistance in the Axis Empire's capital.

Li Xingyao landed in front of the tallest tower in the city center, while the capital of the Pinnacle Empire behind him was already in complete silence.

On the distant horizon, the last rays of the setting sun were fading, turning the entire sky a deep, dark purple.

Below the tower, the undead legion was methodically hunting down the remaining resistance forces in the city, eliminating the Saint-ranked soldiers who were still putting up a stubborn resistance one by one.

He glanced down at the Soul Banner space; the water level of the Soul Power Ocean had risen to an astonishing height.

The losses of the 100,000 Saint-level Rank 9 undead have been fully replenished, and the number of undead possessing artifacts continues to increase.

From this moment on, the Axis Empire has fallen from its position as the dominant empire, and the power that Li Xingyao controls is now enough to crush any empire head-on.

"Next, all that's left to deal with is the imperial family."

Li Xingyao muttered to himself, his gaze piercing through the layers of spatial barriers and landing on the only remaining building.

There, the emperor of the Axis Empire seemed to be watching him closely, even though the empire had other troops withdrawing to their homeland as previously ordered.

But with the collapse of the Empire's teleportation network, they could never return.

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The tower where the Axis Empire's royal family resided vanished into thin air right before Li Xingyao's eyes.

There was no warning, no deafening roar as space was torn apart, and not even a lingering trace of energy.

That tower, entirely forged from a dark gold alloy—the last refuge of the Axis Empire's royal family—

Along with the magic array surrounding it and all the life force within the tower, everything was completely erased from Li Xingyao's perception after a flash of pale silver light.

He hovered in mid-air, looking at the spot where the tower used to be, now only a smooth, mirror-like foundation pit remained.

The cut surface of the foundation edge is so smooth that it appears as if it were a single, seamless piece, without leaving any trace of the original rough texture of the rock.

There were still some energy fluctuations in the air that were beyond the scope of conventional spatial laws. The frequency was strange and had a deliberately set "one-way" characteristic.

"The spacetime array sealed by the Central Plains royal family... and it's a one-way teleportation with pre-set coordinates." Li Xingyao slowly withdrew his gaze, his face showing no surprise.

In fact, he had anticipated this situation long ago.

During his previous sweep through the core regions of the Axis Empire, he had already learned from the soul memories of several core elders of the empire that the royal family possessed a "final refuge plan".

It was a medium-sized dimensional teleportation array pre-installed beneath the imperial city, connecting to an independent dimension that was extremely far from the Central Continent, with sufficient resources to allow the royal bloodline to continue.

This plan would only be activated if the royal family faced annihilation, at the cost of completely relinquishing all of the empire's territory, wealth, and people.

"In the end, they still chose to flee."

Li Xingyao muttered to himself, his voice tinged with a hint of regret, "I gave up everything I had gained over the years... population, territory, wealth, army, vassal races, and even the royal treasures stored in Zhongzhou for thousands of years."

He closed his eyes, and the perception range of the Myriad Soul Banner expanded to its fullest extent.

Within a radius of 500 kilometers, the remaining glimmers of the Axis Empire's imperial city, like dandelions scattered by the autumn wind, drift sparsely among the broken walls and ruins.

Those were nobles, officials, guards, and servants who did not have time to evacuate.

At the moment the teleportation was initiated, the royal family only took away a few hundred of their most core bloodline members and a small number of personal guards.

"They even abandoned their own collateral branches." Li Xingyao shook his head, feeling little sympathy, but also no satisfaction.

Li Xingyao knew that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, these abandoned citizens of the Axis Empire would soon become vassals of the Tianlong Empire.

After all, the current Blue Star is not capable of taking over an imperial-level power; its own organization is not even as strong as the Chinese government.

Therefore, their fate will not be too good, but at least they will be able to survive.

The royal family members who escaped into the other world preserved their bloodline, but rebuilding their glory was an almost impossible task.

That medium-sized plane lacked the rich stellar energy environment of Zhongzhou, had no complete system of laws, and its population size was probably smaller than that of several large cities.

According to records in the history of the Central Continent, these royal families who lost their lands were very likely to gradually decline over the long years.

Ultimately, they became "natives" of that other world, completely integrating into that unfamiliar land.

Once the hidden magic array in that dimension becomes ineffective, it will be captured again by the Central Continent world and then occupied again by some unknown empire.

"In any case, this war is over for them." Li Xingyao withdrew his senses and turned to look south.

Over the next ten days, millions of prisoners and refugees from the Axis Empires were being systematically taken over by the legions of the Heavenly Dragon Empire.

The once glorious imperial province has now become the spoils of war of the Heavenly Dragon Empire.

From towns to mines, from trade routes to cultivation resource production areas, every inch of land was meticulously registered, inventoried, and sealed off by the Tianlong Empire's army and administrative officials.