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The powerful soldiers guarding the north city wall, upon witnessing this scene, erupted in thunderous cheers, their morale soaring to its peak. Meanwhile, the barbarian army outside the city, upon learning of the fall of their Grandmaster, saw their morale plummet to rock bottom, their faces filled with fear, their previous arrogance completely gone.

The powerful leader in charge of the barbarian army, seeing this, knew that the situation was hopeless and dared not linger in battle. Without hesitation, he issued the order to retreat.

Su Mu put away the magical artifacts and pills left behind by Tuoba Zan, and then, with the silver puppet in tow, he plunged into the rout of the barbarian army—the effects of the Dragon Essence Pill had not yet dissipated, and such a powerful medicinal effect could not be wasted.

Su Mu and the silver puppet charged through the barbarian army like tigers among sheep, as if they were in an empty field. In a short while, they killed ten barbarian Grandmaster-level experts before calmly turning around and returning to the Great Qian Imperial City.

As the barbarian army retreated in disarray, the crisis at the northern city wall was temporarily averted. However, everyone knew that this was only the beginning. Although the barbarians had retreated, the armies of the Japanese and the Northern Desert Kingdom were still eyeing the city from outside. The crisis in the Great Qian Imperial City was far from over, and this chaos had only just begun.

After news of the barbarian army's defeat and flight spread, the armies of the Northern Desert Kingdom and the Japanese dared not linger for even a moment and ordered a retreat. They were already lacking in confidence, and now that the strongest barbarian army had suffered a crushing defeat, staying would only lead to their own destruction.

On the Japanese side, the only remaining Grandmaster had already died at Su Mu's hands, along with eight other Grandmaster-level experts. Now, the tribe is extremely short of martial arts experts. If it weren't for the support of the barbarians, they wouldn't have dared to send troops straight to the Great Qian Imperial City.

The Northern Desert Kingdom had already suffered heavy losses in the successive battles north of the Longji Mountains. They had no Grandmasters to lead them, and most of their few Grandmaster-level experts had been killed in battle. Now, with both their military strength and combat power weakened, they were simply unable to contend with the Great Qian Dynasty.

Of the three enemy forces, the barbarians were the strongest, but also suffered the most heavy casualties. With the barbarian army's rout, the impending crisis of the Great Qian Empire being besieged was finally completely resolved!

Xiao Changshan and other powerful members of the Xiao royal family immediately led a portion of the garrison to pursue the routed barbarian army; Li Lianqing led the Shangwu Supervisors to turn around and chase after the fleeing remnants of the Japanese tribe; the Jianrui Battalion and the Black Armor Army had a clear division of labor and focused on hunting down the deserters of the Northern Desert Kingdom.

At this moment, the Great Qian Imperial City appears to be garrisoned, but in reality, no one dares to covet it. The armies of the barbarians, the Japanese, and the Northern Desert Kingdom are unsure whether there are Grandmasters hidden among the pursuing forces. Filled with fear, they are only concerned with fleeing in panic, looking as pathetic as stray dogs, without even the courage to turn back and fight.

In a battle between two armies, once one side is defeated, it becomes a one-sided slaughter by the other. Now the overall situation is settled, and the Great Qian Empire has secured victory.

On the northern city wall of the Great Qian Imperial City, Xiao Anxun, Xiao Anran, and Su Mu stood side by side, their gazes fixed on the fleeing enemy army in the distance. Jinzi swooped down from the sky and landed steadily on Su Mu's shoulder, chirping as if expressing its joy and lingering fear.

"This great victory is entirely due to Eunuch Su's efforts. On behalf of myself, the Xiao imperial family, and the entire Great Qian Empire, I express my gratitude to Eunuch Su!" Xiao Anxun turned around and bowed deeply to Su Mu, his tone full of gratitude and awe.

He knew perfectly well that, given the current situation, without Su Mu's intervention, even if the Sixth Elder of the Heavenly Martial Sect, Lin Zhengying, were still alive and willing to fight to the death, the Great Qian Imperial City would ultimately be doomed to fall. No one had anticipated that the barbarians would harbor two Grandmasters, especially the young barbarian powerhouse, whose strength was so formidable that he could easily crush Lin Zhengying.

In terms of the number of powerful individuals, the Great Qian is inferior to the enemy army; in terms of the number and strength of Grandmasters, the gap between the two sides is even greater; even in terms of ordinary troops, the Great Qian only has half the number of the enemy army—given such a disparity, the Great Qian had no chance of winning. What's more, last night Su Mu also killed Su Qingshan, the leader of the Divine Judgment Organization, and Su Qingshan was also a Grandmaster.

"Your Majesty need not do this, it was nothing more than a small favor." Su Mu reached out to help, his tone calm yet undeniably steady. "However, the chaos is not truly over. Today's victory is merely the beginning, and we are far from being able to rest easy."

"Eunuch Su, just who is that young barbarian grandmaster?" Xiao Anran understood Su Mu's warning and quickly asked, her eyes full of doubt.

"I don't know either." Su Mu shook his head slightly, his brows furrowed. "He's too strange. He doesn't seem like the kind of strong person that could be born in this era."

Su Mu was filled with confusion: he had only gained such formidable strength by relying on the advantages of transmigration and the system's support, but how could that young barbarian grandmaster possess such combat power at such a young age? It didn't seem like the other party had accidentally obtained a great opportunity to soar to the sky. Judging from the details of their fight, his martial arts talent was extremely high, and his cultivation foundation was terrifyingly solid.

What puzzled him even more was that at the beginning of the fight, he had already shown great strength, but his opponent always looked disdainful and superior, as if he were nothing more than an insignificant ant in his eyes.

"Could it be... that he was a young powerhouse from ancient times?" Following Su Mu's words, Xiao Anran guessed with a look of surprise.

"Impossible, right? How could the powerful figures of ancient times be alive today?" Xiao Anxun frowned, his tone full of disbelief.

"Nothing in this world is absolutely impossible." Su Mu slowly spoke, thinking to himself: He was able to transmigrate here, had a system by his side, and even such a miraculous encounter could happen, so what else is impossible? The world is vast and full of wonders; it's not impossible that ancient powerhouses have survived to this day.

"The methods of the ancient powerhouses are far beyond our imagination," Xiao Anran continued. "Even if their own lifespans were insufficient, they might have used some powerful secret technique to allow themselves to return to the world ten thousand years later. Just like..."

She didn't continue speaking, but her gaze unconsciously drifted to the gold on Su Mu's shoulder. Su Mu's heart stirred, and he also thought of the gold—it was because of the gold that he suspected that the young barbarian grandmaster might really have come from ten thousand years ago.

"If that's the case, then the chaos may have only just begun," Xiao Anxun echoed, his worries deepening. Both he and Xiao Anran could guess that the gold was most likely a powerful artifact left to their descendants by a strong figure from ten thousand years ago.

What the Xiao family can do, the barbarians might be able to do as well. That young barbarian grandmaster is most likely a trump card left by an ancient barbarian powerhouse for his people ten thousand years later. Considering the recent frequent appearances of ancient powerhouse treasures in various places, it's not hard to see that a massive upheaval sweeping the world is quietly approaching.