Tyrande grinned. "Are you done listening? Then you can go and die as well. "
At the next moment, Fang Xingjian grabbed across space and split the old man's body into two. The upper half of the old man's body was crushed into a meatball and stuffed into his mouth, while the lower half of the old man's body fell onto the ground in a bloody mess.
At the sight of Tyrande's brutal actions, the ferocity of the experts from the plains was immediately stimulated. They let out furious bellows and charged out toward Tyrande.
"Let's fight it out with him!"
"Take revenge for His Highness!"
Several tens of warriors from the plains let out furious bellows and charged out toward Tyrande while bringing along all sorts of flames, thunderbolts, and strong gales.
These warriors under the Heavenly Lion King were extremely loyal to their King. When they received the news that the Heavenly Lion King's fate was unknown, they all had the thought of dying together with the enemy and following their King.
Looking at the several tens of warriors from the plains who were not afraid of death, Tyrande laughed out loud, exuding an overwhelming perilous aura. He opened his mouth and spat out a large lump of gray air currents, which turned into a tempest that swept out. In the blink of an eye, blood flowed like a river, and the several tens of warriors were minced into minced meat without being able to resist at all.
Seeing how brutal Tyrande was, the remaining experts from the plains and those who had surrendered did not dare to resist. All of them lowered their heads, not daring to meet Tyrande's gaze.
Charles let out a sigh, and the news he had just heard from Prince Zuoxian's mouth kept on echoing in his mind.
'He killed ten Sacred Generals single-handedly and forced the Heavenly Lion King to barge into the Nine-Tiered Heavens. The Sacred Fire Order's Patriarch and female Saint are probably dead as well.
'Sigh... I didn't expect Fang Xingjian to be able to do this. I've really made the wrong choice in surrendering this time around. '
At the thought of this, a hint of regret flashed in Charles's gaze.
At the same time, the people in the surroundings were also pondering over the contents of the news. But no matter what, they all understood that as this news swept through the world, Fang Xingjian's reputation would soar like the sun in the sky. There would no longer be anyone or any power in the southwest that could oppose him.
Similar scenes also happened in the other regions that had been conquered by the plains. This time around, Tyrande, Prince Zuoxian, the Blue Sacred Moonlight, the Astral Ancestor, and the Sacred Fire Order's Patriarch were all sent out to liberate the regions and take in the experts from the plains and deserts.
As the days passed, the news of Fang Xingjian's battle in the Imperial Capital spread throughout the world.
At first, most people expressed disbelief. They simply could not accept such shocking news.
However, as more and more news came, everyone, including the Hundred Races of the plains who were the most reluctant to believe it, had no choice but to accept the truth before their eyes.
From this moment onwards, the name of Fang Xingjian had become an unstoppable force in the southwest. Countless people revered his power, revered his sword arts, and were in awe of his remarkable abilities.
However, Fang Xingjian could no longer be bothered with all these. His actual body was cultivating the Superior Heaven-Connecting Sword Physique on the Sun. His four Divine Swords continued to improve amidst the Sun's true flames, and his conjured physique was slowly changing its most intrinsic structure.
Fang Xingjian's clone kept watch over the Imperial Capital, making use of the Empire's resources to cultivate. He used the Thunder-Inducing Technique as his body, countless heavenly and earthly treasures, and the world's ether particles as the source, slowly strengthening the power of his martial will.
Three days later, in a secret chamber in the Empire's palace, the Fourth Prince reported something to Fang Xingjian.
The four regions were in turmoil. Due to the plains' invasion to the south, the Sand Country's invasion to the east, and Buluo City's defeat, countless Knights and Conferred Knights had chosen to surrender during this period of time.
According to the country's laws, those who surrendered during a war would naturally be severely punished. The lightest punishment would be crippling their cultivation, while the more severe punishment would be killing them.
However, there were far too many people who had surrendered this time around. When there were too many people, there would often be a trend where the law would not punish the masses.
Hearing the Fourth Prince's question, Fang Xingjian said calmly, "Let Tyrande go."
"You're saying..."
"Those who should be killed, those who should be locked up, and those who should be locked up... There's no need for so many factions in the Empire."
Therefore, from the next day onward, Tyrande swept through the regions of the four regions, bringing forth a reign of terror. Within a short period of time, countless influential clans and top notch factions were completely massacred by Tyrande.
As for the Empire's plan to wipe out the factions, it caused a huge commotion in the country.
In fact, ever since Alexander's time, the Empire had been working hard to weaken the influence of the various factions. They had even started to destroy the legacies of the various factions bit by bit.
After all, no Emperor would be able to tolerate so many forces within their territory that were not under their control.
However, back then, when the ten great experts had been established and the world's metamorphosis had yet to arrive, Alexander had taken things slowly. He had slowly used the Knight system, the Regional, Regional, and National Academies to snatch students and reduce the influence of the factions.
However, right now, Fang Xingjian had six Divine level experts under him, and he himself had won a great victory in the Imperial Capital. There was no one in the country who would be able to stop him.
There were only two paths before the various factions. They could either join the Empire or be wiped out.
Within a short period of time, there was a reign of terror in the Empire. Many factions were unwilling to see the foundations of their ancestors destroyed and rose up in resistance, swearing to defend their own factions.
In the eyes of countless factions, Tyrande had become the murderer and executioner. Many descendants of the factions who had escaped worked hard in martial arts, waiting to take revenge.
As for Fang Xingjian, he had become a great demon in their eyes.
However, under the suppression of the six Divine level experts, as well as the Mage Association's support in the dark, not a single faction could succeed.
The Immortal Child also seemed to have proven the effects of the mystical prints and sent people to make various transactions with Fang Xingjian.
Just the second level of the mystical prints had allowed the other party to provide him with 12 Divine Remains Equipment and countless other precious treasures. He displayed the wealth of the Holy See of Truth.
All of the Divine Remains Equipment were handed over to Fang Qian, and Fang Xingjian also gave them a portion of the wordless monument's knowledge he had obtained from Earth, asking them to forge the final Instant Sword for Fang Xingjian.
On Fang Xingjian's side, after over one month of cultivation, he finally achieved initial success in the Heaven-Connecting Upper Extremity Sword Physique, and the Thunder-Inducing Technique's cultivation speed also gradually decreased.
'It's time to strive for tier five of the Divine level. '
Fang Xingjian raised his head and looked toward the sky. His indifferent gaze seemed to pass through layers of space and arrive in the Nine-Tiered Heavens.
However, he did not leave the mortal world immediately and begin his attempt. Instead, he anxiously informed his many subordinates and announced that he was going to enter seclusion to cultivate. Then he slowly dissipated under everyone's respectful gazes.
His actual body, which was on Earth's Sun, appeared in the sky above the Imperial Capital. Fang Xingjian's two bodies instantly merged together, and the four Divine Swords darted into his body with a flash.
...
Another intense change in space-time took place.
Countless changes in space-time flashed before Fang Xingjian's eyes. However, right now, Fang Xingjian was not as ignorant as he had been in the past. Instead, he looked at the changes in space-time around him, occasionally revealing a hint of contemplation in his eyes.
Even after the space-time changes stopped, he was still immersed in his thoughts. It was only a few minutes later that he started to size up his surroundings.
This time around, he was not sent to outer space directly. However, what he saw was a vast expanse of land with countless tall buildings collapsing.
What appeared before him was a scene of the end of the world.
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