The old emperor only desires immortality; you must not rebel.

Tuoda Kuo was both shocked and furious. Looking at the imperial guards on horseback, he exclaimed in shock and anger, "By what right?"

"We have never killed any of the Holy Emperor's people!"

"Are we grassland people the targets of your wanton slaughter, you Central Plains people?"

In the minds of the people of the grasslands, slaves obviously cannot be called human beings.

Even those of the lowest social class cannot be called human beings.

Therefore, Tuoda Kuo was not quite clear when he had killed the Holy Emperor's people.

In his mind, the only subjects of the Holy Emperor were the people of the Qing Kingdom.

The slaves of the Jin Dynasty were not even considered human beings, so how could they possibly be subjects of the Holy Emperor?

Tuoda Kuo strode forward, veins bulging on his neck, and roared angrily, his voice carrying to the assembled grassland people: "What you've done will not be tolerated by the millions of people of the grasslands!"

"Do you really think there's no one on my grasslands?"

"We, the Eight Tribes of the Grasslands, are not royalty!"

Tuo Da Kuo's face turned ashen, his expression filled with rage!

Even the Jin Dynasty royal family had to show them, the eight tribes of the grasslands, a great deal of respect.

Without the support of the eight tribes of the grasslands, the Jin royal family would not have been able to secure their throne.

The golden-armored imperial guard looked down at Tuoda Kuo, his voice cold and ruthless: "Attack!"

The moment the Holy Emperor's imperial guards set foot in the camp, the fate of the Tuoda tribe was sealed.

As the most loyal imperial guards of the Holy Emperor, they will only resolutely carry out the Holy Emperor's orders.

Whether the Tuoda tribe has any objections is not within their consideration.

They only need to obey the Holy Emperor's orders!

"Clang clang!"

The long swords, drawn with a clang, rang out one after another, their dense, metallic sounds piercing the tranquility of the grassland.

The cold blade reflected the scorching sunlight, and an overwhelming, chilling killing intent enveloped the entire camp.

The next moment, the muffled thuds of weapons piercing flesh echoed one after another, and warm blood splattered freely on the green grass.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered!

The commander of the Holy Emperor's Imperial Guards rushed into the camp in an instant, as if it were empty.

The entire Tuoda tribe was instantly plunged into slaughter.

Tuo Da Kuo's eyes were bloodshot as he roared, "I'll fight you to the death!"

"Kill these Central Plains dogs!"

"Kill them!"

Tuo Da Kuo leaped up with all his might, drew his sword, and slashed at the golden-armored guard.

The scimitar, carried by the prairie wind, slashed at the approaching golden-armored guard. A deafening clang of metal clashing against metal exploded, and the blade slammed heavily into the thick armor, sending sparks flying.

"What?"

Exclamations of surprise rang out.

Tuo Da Kuo's fury froze, leaving only incredulous astonishment.

The scimitar in his hand, which had slain jackals and defeated countless skilled warriors of the grasslands, could not even cut a single piece of the opponent's armor.

Before he could sheathe his sword and retreat, the guard suddenly grabbed the blade and crushed it with his bare hands. With a cracking sound, the steel scimitar shattered under his bare hands.

The following heavy punch, carrying immense force, slammed into his chest.

Tuoda Kuo coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground in a sorry state.

Tuoda Kuo crashed heavily to the ground, his pale face filled with horror.

This second warrior of the Tuoda tribe was so utterly vulnerable before the Holy Emperor's imperial guards.

When the heavily armored Imperial Guards stormed into the Tuoda tribe, the outcome was self-evident.

Even though the Tuoda tribe had 30,000 elite cavalry, they only realized how terrifying the Imperial Guard was when they actually engaged in close combat.

It was a completely one-sided massacre!

If the Holy Emperor wanted to rule the land of the Jin Kingdom, he naturally could not allow the existence of powerful noble families like the Eight Tribes of the Grasslands.

Only through a bloodbath will the people of the grasslands truly understand the terrifying nature of the Holy Emperor.

The people of the grasslands have always revered power but not benevolence.

The piercing, desperate cries, the crisp sounds of clashing weapons, and the muffled thuds of tearing flesh intertwined and echoed across the vast, empty grassland.

Crimson blood stained the green grass, meandering along the terrain. Corpses lay scattered all around the camp. The once valiant Tuoda tribe had been reduced to a living hell in the blink of an eye.

Corpses were everywhere!

Tuoda Kuo, struggling to his feet despite the excruciating pain, had lost all his previous bravado and arrogance, leaving only a deep-seated despair. He waved his arms and screamed hoarsely, "Stop! All of you, stop!"

The bold and resounding words spoken just moments before now appear absurd and pathetic against the backdrop of the blood-soaked sky.

"stop!"

"Our Tuoda tribe is willing to submit and surrender!"

The grand pronouncements of the past now seem utterly ridiculous.

The golden-armored imperial guard sat upright on his horse, coldly looking down at Tuoda Kuo, his tone icy: "Anyone taller than a cartwheel, kill them on sight!"

The killings by the Holy Emperor's Imperial Guards did not stop with the surrender of the Tuoda tribe.

"you……"

Tuo Da Kuo's face was filled with despair.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Tuoda leaped up with all his might.

"laugh!"

A cold glint of light flashed.

Tuo Dakuo's head flew up instantly.

When the slaughter ended, a towering mound of corpses was erected in the center of the Tuoda tribe's camp, standing tall under the scorching sun of the grassland, becoming a terrifying symbol to intimidate all the grassland tribes.

……

When news spread that the eight tribes of the grasslands had been severely defeated by the Holy Emperor's Imperial Guards, the entire grasslands instantly erupted in excitement.

The once invincible Eight Tribes of the grasslands now wail under the iron cavalry of the Holy Emperor.

The Jin slaves, who were originally filled with fear, rose up in complete righteousness.

Where there is oppression, there will be resistance!

However, their uprisings in the past were all suppressed by the noble lords.

When the slaves of the Jin Dynasty discovered that the Holy Emperor was truly on their side, they, who were less than worthless as weeds, took up arms and launched a massive uprising.

With the Holy Emperor around, what do they have to fear?

Kill the master, divide the land, and distribute the cattle and sheep!

This massive uprising lasted for a month.

The radiance of the Holy Emperor also shone throughout the Jin Kingdom.

……

After the Emperor's imperial guards finished clearing out the nobles of the Jin Kingdom, they rushed to the Jin Kingdom without stopping.

The Holy Emperor then flew back to the Qing Kingdom.

Beyond the Southern Chu Heavenly Abyss,

Purple lightning surged across the sky.

A fierce wave erupted on the sea, raising towering waves.

The surging waves rose skyward!

A huge whirlpool erupted in the center of the ocean.

The vast curtain of the heavens seemed to be grabbed by a pair of powerful hands and then suddenly torn apart.

"Boom!"

The moment the abyss was torn open, a ship slowly emerged from within it.

Purple lightning surged around the ship!

"cut!"

A soft shout came from inside the boat.

The next instant, a dazzling sword light burst forth from inside the ship.

It cleaved through thousands of thunderbolts with a deafening roar!

Layers of lightning, even the surging waves, were cleaved in two by a single sword strike.

The enormous ship emerged completely from within the sky!

A figure appeared on top of the boat, standing in mid-air.

Behind him, figures carrying swords appeared one after another.

"Uncle-Master!"

Tao Zhaoting raised his hand and made a hand seal. After a moment, he asked in surprise, "Your Heavenly Sword Sect still has disciples here?"

His gaze suddenly shifted to the southeast, and he said coldly, "Let's go!"