My transformation into a beautiful girl started with a hemorrhage.

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I can't take it anymore, I'm going to sleep tonight.

Chapter 236 Warrior

The man's name was Zhao Gang. Before submitting to the imperial court, he was a second-rate martial arts master. Unruly and rebellious nature is the essence of a martial artist.

If it were before today, he really wouldn't have dared to be so rude to Consort Hua.

However, it is now obvious to everyone that the Xia Dynasty is in grave danger, and it is still unknown whether Xiahou Dun, the pillar of the Xia Dynasty, can survive; and even if Xiahou Dun survives, the first person he will not let go is the current emperor, Xia Wuwei.

Even he, a mere bodyguard, couldn't help but sigh: "He brought this upon himself; he has no choice but to suffer the consequences."

The woman he wanted to marry, Nangong Bingqing, the only disciple of a master of the Celestial Realm, was utterly disappointed in him and rekindled her relationship with her former lover.

The woman he abandoned is now fighting two innate masters against one.

It's one thing to fail as an emperor; but as a man, he can't even handle his own woman.

Useless, that's pretty much it.

Zhao Gang knew that Xia Wuwei was doomed.

And what good end could Xia Wuwei's concubines possibly have?

That's why he dared to be so rude to Consort Hua.

"you--"

Consort Hua was terrified by Zhao Gang's brutality, her body trembling involuntarily. She wanted to utter harsh words to maintain the dignity of her noble status, but she was also afraid of truly angering this brute.

Consort Hua clearly realized that Zhao Gang, with his sharp and menacing blade, wouldn't talk to her about palace rules, etiquette, or hierarchy.

The palace maids around her, and even the usually arrogant and domineering matrons, huddled in a corner, not daring to speak, just like the kind and gentle old ladies in a modern park.

a long time,

Consort Hua took a breath and tried to hide her fear with a fierce tone, saying, "Aren't you afraid I'll call the palace guards and tear you to pieces?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gang replied with a mocking expression, "Go ahead and shout. Everyone in this palace is in danger right now. Those whose legs aren't broken have all fled for their lives. Who cares about you?"

Seeing Zhao Gang and Consort Hua at odds, one being her beloved and the other her mistress who had been kind to her, Xiao Cui was torn. She first said to Consort Hua, "Your Majesty, Brother Zhao was just a bit harsh in his words; he meant no harm."

Then he advised Zhao Gang, "Brother Zhao, you shouldn't make the Empress angry."

Upon seeing Xiao Cui, Zhao Gang's expression softened.

He and Xiao Cui had known each other for two years, and they had long harbored feelings for each other and secretly pledged their lives to one another.

However, before that, Zhao Gang was just a second-rate martial artist.

Although a second-rate martial artist has a high status, they are still not qualified to ask Consort Hua for Xiao Cui.

But now the situation in the palace has changed dramatically.

Previously, during the battle between the three innate masters, the Imperial Guards and 100,000 Imperial Army soldiers wanted to maintain order in the palace.

However, they did not expect the destructive power of a master of innate abilities to be so terrifying.

In the very first wave, nearly a hundred members of the Imperial Guard died because they were too close together, and nearly ten thousand members of the Imperial Army died directly.

So they learned their lesson and kept their distance.

Little did I know, what followed was the real nightmare.

The battlefield of the three great battles of the Innate Realm was not fixed, but constantly moving. Given the movement speed of the Innate Realm masters, the Imperial Guard, composed of low-level martial artists and trained practitioners, didn't even have time to react before they died in a daze.

He was very concerned about Xiao Cui's safety and valued his life highly. As soon as he sensed something was wrong, he disobeyed orders and ran away.

He proved to be right.

Previously, Xiong Chuan, the commander of the Imperial Guard, was killed by Hui, and his confidants were also massacred by Hui. Now, it is just the best of a bad bunch that a first-rate martial artist is chosen to lead them.

This top-tier martial artist gave the order to hold the line, but as soon as Zhao Gang saw the situation change, he immediately turned and ran. The top-tier martial artist commander behind him, who was shouting to punish him, was swept in two by a beam of green light and died instantly.

With his death, the remaining Imperial Guard members could no longer hold back and turned to run away.

After their Imperial Guards escaped, all that remained were ordinary people serving as Imperial Guards.

The Imperial Guards, who were all ordinary people, suffered an extremely tragic fate. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, nearly 70,000 of them were wiped out by the aftershocks of the battle, and this number continues to rise.

It was at this moment that the Xia Dynasty's Imperial Guard, known as the invincible military spirit of the Xia Dynasty, was terrified!

What kind of despair is that?

They are not afraid of enemies a thousand times greater, nor are they afraid of charging forward fearlessly, nor are they even afraid of invincible enemies!

but,

When the enemy is right in front of you, and they are only getting close, all military formations, heavy armor, and thick shields are just decorations. A leak of true energy can sweep everything away, and many people don't even know how they died.

Because the waves of true energy are too fast for ordinary people, like lightning striking the ground.

Their so-called iron will and invincible spirit, their so-called "unstoppable momentum, indomitable courage, and relentless fighting to the death," were of no use whatsoever.

Only then did they realize that their deaths were meaningless! Their sacrifice was utterly worthless!

Ants!

They are nothing but ants!

Insignificant ants!

Their deaths were not because the other side wanted to kill them, but because... they were too weak, so weak that the other side didn't even notice them.

Because they went unnoticed, they were accidentally killed.

They were ignored!

Completely ignored!

They were so weak that they didn't even have the right to attract the other party's attention!

They died for this ridiculous and pathetic reason.

After realizing this,

The so-called indomitable spirit of the Imperial Guard vanished without a trace; they all abandoned their armor and fled the palace in a frenzy.

General He Wencai, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Guards, watched this scene without making any attempt to stop it.

Because he knew he couldn't stop them, and he himself wasn't much better off, looking at the three figures in the distance who were like gods and demons, whose mere leakage of true energy was enough to slaughter thousands of soldiers, he suddenly felt how ridiculous his years of vying for power and profit had been.

"Never mind, never mind, the rapeseed flowers back home should be in bloom by now, let's go back and take a look."

After muttering to himself, He Wencai turned and left without lingering.

The palace is now in complete chaos.

Consort Hua stared at the little maid she had brought from her mother, her face cold and sinister. At this moment, she could easily see that Xiao Cui and Zhao Gang were having an affair.

She angrily rebuked Xiao Cui: "Xiao Cui, do you know your crime? You dared to disregard palace rules and have an affair with a guard. This is a capital offense that will cost you your head! Now even I can't save you! Guards!"

When Zhao Gang saw Consort Hua yelling at Xiao Cui, his eyelids twitched. If he wasn't afraid of hurting Xiao Cui's feelings, he would have already slashed her with his knife.

He had disliked Consort Hua for a long time, and the reason was simple: Xiao Cui was her maid, or rather, her servant.

He cherishes the woman he loves like a treasure, afraid that she might be hurt or harmed, yet she's treated like a servant by another woman, ordered around to do this and that...

It was only because the situation was against him that he had the upper hand; otherwise, he would have drawn his sword long ago.

Zhao Gang looked at Consort Hua with utter contempt, as if she were a clown, and sneered, "Shout, keep shouting! Shout louder! I want to see who else in this palace will dare to come!"

Consort Hua frowned. At this point, she realized that something serious might have really happened.

'Could it really be as Xiao Cui said, a battle between innate martial artists...? No, impossible! How could such a thing happen? No matter how powerful a martial artist is, can they defeat an army of thousands?'

At that moment, Consort Hua had a sudden inspiration and exclaimed, "Could it be that the northern barbarians have captured the capital?"

Seeing this, Zhao Gang thought with disdain, 'This so-called Consort Hua is truly incredibly stupid.'

In fact, he himself hadn't gotten along much with Consort Hua before, although there was a saying in the world: a Grandmaster can be a match for an army, and a Congenital expert can be a match for a country.

Before today, they scoffed at this, thinking that the person who said it was just bragging.

But after today, they felt ashamed of their ignorance.

Zhao Gang scoffed: "Ha, the army? If only it were the army!"

hum~~

Suddenly, alarm bells rang in Zhao Gang's mind.

"Oh no, there's danger here!"

Zhao Gang shouted and rushed forward to hug Xiao Cui, intending to leave. However, Xiao Cui said, "Don't forget the Empress, Brother Zhao."

Helpless, Zhao Gang could only free one hand to grab Consort Hua's slender waist, and then quickly leaped out of Tangli Palace.

He had just leaped out of the Tangli Palace

An upside-down palace suddenly fell directly from the sky and crashed onto the Tangli Palace.

Rumble!!

For a moment, the three of them were surrounded by a deafening roar, and dust rose more than ten meters high, lingering for a long time.

At this moment, Zhao Gang had already led the two women to the palace wall with a wide view and put them down.

Originally, Consort Hua was furious to see her noble body being touched by a brute. However, just as she was about to rebuke him, she witnessed how her Tangli Palace was smashed into ruins by an upside-down palace falling from the sky.

The people inside the hall didn't even have time to utter a scream before they were buried under countless rubble and stones, certain to die.

"What, what is this?!"

Consort Hua watched this scene that overturned her understanding of the world. What kind of power could throw a palace into the sky?

She couldn't figure it out.

boom!!!

At that moment, she was drawn by a distant roaring sound. Looking up, she saw a scene that horrified her.

It was a scene straight out of mythology, where no one could be seen, only light—black light, blue light, golden light—moving left and right in an instant, appearing on the ground and in the sky in a flash. Anything that stood in their way, whether a majestic palace, a towering hill, or a high city wall, was as if being destroyed by an unseen giant, either directly annihilated or kicked away. Each collision of light produced a tremendous roar, the sonic boom visibly shearing away a layer of the ground, the swirling dust being pushed far away by the blast waves, dimming the sky above the entire capital. The various beautiful rays that shot out from within were like divine fire descending from the heavens, cutting through or shattering everything in their path. Wherever the light passed, only a patch of yellow earth remained, the pavilions, palaces, and living people on that earth all vanished…

"what is that?"