Destiny: As soon as I became the emperor, I was purged

Horrified.

A single, powerful hand, capable of controlling everything, directly seized control of Zhong Ying.

Clench it tightly.

Zhong Ying struggled frantically, using every means at his disposal, but the strength of that hand was too great, crushing all his counterattacks and rendering him unable to move, leaving him helpless and at the mercy of that hand.

Those watching were stunned.

They knew that the Xia Emperor was very strong.

Incredibly powerful.

But it's not that powerful a method.

He could easily grab Zhong Ying with one hand.

They originally thought that Zhong Ying was no match for Emperor Xia, but with all sorts of methods employed, a great battle was bound to take place before the outcome would gradually be decided.

Instead of the way it is now.

So decisive, without any chance of resistance.

The strongest of the eight clans of Zhong, who had experienced the War of the Gods, ultimately fell to this fate.

It's unbelievable.

It's not that Zhong Ying isn't strong, but that Emperor Xia is too strong.

Sadly, it seems that Emperor Xia did not use his full strength at all, and we have no idea where the limit of his strength is. Is it really necessary for the God Emperor to take action to find out Emperor Xia's full strength?
The one who was most terrified was Zhong Ying.

At his level, although decisive, how could he be completely unafraid of death?

This death was utterly meaningless and worthless; it was merely a tool for others to establish their authority.

That's it.

"Spare my Zhong clan, and my Zhong clan will submit to the Great Xia and fight for Your Majesty."

Zhong Ying said with difficulty.

With death looming and no hope of resistance, he could only beg for mercy.

He knew very well that this time it wouldn't just be him who died, but the entire Zhong clan, all living beings, would perish.

All glory vanished like smoke, becoming a stepping stone to the great Xia Dynasty's strength.

Therefore, he had no choice but to beg for mercy.

"There's no need for that. I don't need your submission."

Chu Feng didn't even consider it.

They wanted to wipe out the entire Zhong clan.

Let them go?

Should we allow them to retain the heritage of their eight clans?
Given the current situation of Great Xia, it is impossible to directly absorb others into the core of the nation; they can only be temporarily dependent on it.

Chu Feng doesn't need their dependence.

Even if it means being a slave or a maid.

After the God Emperor's death, the eight clans of the Zhong family turned against him without hesitation and seized what he left behind. They were utterly disloyal.

To bestow a divine position or a divine status?

The divine positions that Chu Feng will create for the Great Xia Dynasty in the future will undergo numerous transformations and be bound to the Great Xia Dynasty's fortune, official positions, titles, and so on. They will be meant to share in the Great Xia Dynasty's national destiny, so they won't be granted so easily.

Once a divine throne is established, there will be many divine positions.

There are so many powerful figures in the Great Xia Dynasty, all eagerly awaiting their arrival.

Granting them divine positions is not a punishment, but a reward.

He's going to kill right now, until the world turns dark.

"Tyrant! Tyrant!"

Zhong Ying was heartbroken, her eyes wide, knowing there was no turning back.

This tyrannical emperor wanted to completely exterminate their eight clans, leaving them no chance to surrender.

So what if he's a tyrant?

Chu Feng didn't care, and simply said, "After all, I've never thought about being your holy ruler."

indeed.

Chu Feng didn't care at all what others thought of him.

All he knew was that under his leadership, the Great Xia Dynasty was growing stronger and stronger.

that's enough.

Apply pressure to the palm of your hand.

The laws of imperial power reverberated.

Boom! An immense power swept out, and blood mist exploded in his palm. Amidst the thunderous explosion, Zhong Ying vanished.

With his armor empty, he instantly killed Zhong Ying with a single blow.

The blood mist gathered, like stars converging, forming a divine blood pill.

Many people were horrified. This Xia Emperor's cruelty was no joke; he was capable of anything. He directly killed Zhong Ying and refined her into a divine blood pill.

That blood pill shone like a star, surrounded by thick divine laws, and one could almost see and hear Zhong Ying's mournful howls.

Don't mess with it!
The Xia Emperor was invincible among quasi-emperors.

Without the power of an origin deity, one must absolutely not provoke them.

Even the Origin Gods wouldn't act unless they were absolutely certain they could completely destroy the Great Xia. And at this moment...

Eight clans.

Upon seeing Zhong Ying dead, their morale collapsed completely, their spirits shattered. With even their strongest member crushed, how could they possibly fight back? It was nothing more than the last struggle of prey.

"Bai Qi, take over the armor."

Chu Feng threw the blood-stained black armor directly to Bai Qi.

It is like a ferocious armor, or an armor covered in blood-prickly thorns.

At this moment, Bai Qi took the black armor and put it on. In that bloody hellish realm, he descended like an unparalleled killing god, elevating his power to a terrifying level.

With a wave of his hand, the crimson gold scepter landed in Chu Feng's hand.

Like a scepter of supreme authority.

In the hands of the Xia Emperor, divine light shot forth, causing immense fear and trembling.

Chu Feng waved his scepter, and beams of divine light spread out. Then, a series of shrill screams were heard. It was the gods whose divine cores were instantly pierced, and they died on the spot.

After their deaths, streams of celestial rainbows descended, refining them one by one into divine blood pills.

Using the most cruel and bloody methods, not only did they intimidate the heroes of the world, but they also accumulated strength for the Great Xia Dynasty.

Accumulating knowledge yourself is no match for grabbing it quickly.

Since he's on Chu Feng's list and has been handed a knife by his own hand, Chu Feng has no choice but to accept it without hesitation. Don't blame him for being ruthless.

The overall situation has been decided.

Although a large number of the eight tribes still resisted in despair.

But who doesn't know that the Xia Emperor was in control of the entire situation, even in his desperate struggle, wanting to perish together with others?

But the Xia Emperor's sharp eyes were watching them. If anyone did that, the crimson-gold scepter would shoot out a divine light, obliterating them completely.

After all, Chu Feng wouldn't joke about the lives of the Great Xia's experts.

This is an overwhelming war, so how could any accidents be allowed to happen?

In the frenzied battle across the sky, the people of Great Xia were ruthless and unstoppable, pushing forward with overwhelming momentum and annihilating the enemy.

The aura of the battle between the powerful beings shook the vast divine realm, causing countless spaces and times to collapse. Countless ordinary members of the eight clans were unable to make a ripple in this battle and were directly annihilated.

Should we spare the lives of these ordinary members of the eight ethnic groups?
Chu Feng would never do something so foolish.

To cut the grass, you must remove the roots.

They even broke off all the roots.

He contributed to the strength of the Great Xia Dynasty; his death was worthwhile.

From a high altitude, one can see the eight tribesmen falling in droves, like cutting grass.

The imperial domain was enveloped.

Beaten again and again.

I can't run anymore.

Even if one is not afraid of death and is willing to perish together with the enemy, it is impossible.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, hell on earth—none of these can adequately describe the terror.

"The eight clans are finished. The Xia Emperor was too ruthless. He eradicated them completely, as if destroying the world."

Bei Mingtao sighed, showing no pity for the eight clans, whom he considered nothing more than a group of losers: "This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Only the strong have the right to rule. In the war of that year, if the Xia Emperor had not been strong, the Great Xia would have been conquered and would have met the same end. And this time, the Xia Emperor seized the foundation of the eight clans and killed so many gods. The number of gods in the Great Xia will explode in a short period of time. It is truly a golden age built on bloodshed!"

"The Xia dynasty has established its power and influence, which is unfathomable."

Bei Ming Hanfeng didn't care about that, but instead said, "Emperor Xia, now you can even fight against the Origin God, right?"

"Is it really that terrifying!"

Bei Mingtao trembled upon hearing this.

With his own family having a God Emperor ancestor, Bei Mingtao realized just how terrifying such a powerful figure was.

A single strike of imperial might could instantly shatter him to pieces.

He was a quasi-emperor who was not weak, but in front of the God Emperor, he was like an ant on the ground, looking up at the high and mighty dragon, without having the slightest courage to fight.

His family's Northern Underworld God Emperor, although his time as an emperor was short, was still a hegemon-level God Emperor, and was currently attempting to break through to become a God Emperor giant.

"Perhaps I underestimated him. Among the quasi-emperors, Xia Huang's strength has not yet reached its limit."

After Bei Ming Hanfeng finished speaking, he laughed again: "But this is related to us. My Bei Ming clan has no enmity with Emperor Xia. Let's see how far he can go in stirring up trouble. If he can't become a God Emperor, then everything is just a castle in the air."

At this moment.

The blood shot into the sky.

Inside the stronghold of the eight tribes, cries of agony could be heard everywhere.

Chu Feng's current task is to control the entire scene and leave the killing to the Great Xia people.

Of course, he would intervene if anything unexpected happened.

E'lai was the first to finish the battle. With his fierce strength, he killed Xie Laozu and happily took his Origin Artifact. Then he went to help the others and dealt with the other eight clan ancestors.

Powerless.

As the eight clan patriarchs were killed one by one.

So many gods from the eight tribes perished under the fierce attack of the Great Xia.

This is the end.

This signifies the completion of the great war that annihilated eight clans. (End of Chapter)