I Have the Martial Arts Heavenly Eye in the Storm Riders

however.

Dugu Ming's eyes remained completely undisturbed.

"A bunch of stupid trash who don't know what's good for them."

"Today, I will take away your 100,000 worthless scoundrels..."

"Let this be a sacrifice to my Primordial Chaos Divine Art, which seizes the very essence of heaven and earth!!!"

Back when Dugu Ming forcibly refined divine essence at the bottom of the abyss.

Two extreme destructive forces—

The extreme yin cold power and his own extreme yang dragon energy erupted in his dantian, creating a life-or-death storm as if the heavens and earth were collapsing!

Under the absolute destructive power, all the meridians in his body were immediately shattered, his life force was completely cut off, and he was dead beyond any doubt!

however.

It is precisely through the extreme state of annihilation where the physical body is completely dead!

His wisp of remnant soul from the abyss inexplicably comprehended the Dao in the afterlife within the core of the Dragon Ball, unlocking the ultimate method of rebirth from the depths of death—

The two forces collide to their limit!

Yin and Yang are both extinguished, from death to life, a primordial Qi is forcibly pulled out!

This is called: Hunyuan!

This is not the martial arts knowledge that can be learned by flipping through secret manuals. Rather, it is the chaotic origin that is forcibly condensed by two absolute forces fighting each other to the death within the body and splitting and collapsing on their own!

In the entire world, only Dugu Ming can master this unparalleled divine skill!

now.

Dugu Ming looked at the thousands of arrows whistling down from the sky.

It was just a thought.

The purest form of Hunyuan internal energy exploded within his body in an instant!

This pure and unadulterated Qi, which is utterly free of impurities and returns to nothingness, completely erases the boundaries of all power.

This place is the initial stage of the Primordial Chaos Divine Skill!

"boom------!!!"

Just a moment before those thousands of poisoned crossbow bolts were about to pierce his body!

Dugu Ming suddenly flipped up one palm and casually pushed it towards the 100,000-strong iron-blooded giant formation below!

A ripple of pure, unadulterated internal energy.

It was like a world-destroying tidal wave that reversed the course of life.

He unleashed a powerful burst from his palm, instantly colliding with the thousands of arrows shooting towards him!

Those massive steel arrows, powerful enough to pierce iron walls, instantly vaporized into dust in mid-air the moment they touched the primordial ripples!

There was no stalemate whatsoever; not even a fraction of an inch of room for forward movement was completely eliminated!

Seeing the countless heavy arrows vaporizing out of thin air in their line of sight, the eyes of the 100,000-strong army below flashed with extreme shock!

But the Iron-Blooded Imperial Guards will never sit idly by and wait to be killed.

One hundred thousand streams of true energy burst forth from his body without reservation!

Under the terrifying enhancement of the killing formation.

This combined the life's energy of 100,000 soldiers, which intertwined and compressed in mid-air at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally condensed into an extremely thick and solid solid barrier of qi sea!

It crashed head-on into the overwhelming internal energy!

however.

The limits of mortals are still just a joke before reaching the realm that points directly to the origin of heaven and earth.

The absolute barrier, formed by the solidified true energy of 100,000 elite warriors, was completely and silently obliterated the moment it came into contact with even a fraction of the Primordial Ripple.

Not even the slightest ripple of obstruction was stirred up.

Followed by.

The primordial internal force swept across the ground completely.

One hundred thousand iron-blooded warriors formed a killing formation.

Before he could even utter a desperate roar, he and his heavy shield turned into countless invisible ashes on the spot, completely evaporating between heaven and earth!

One hundred thousand lives were annihilated in an instant!

Before the enormous gates of the imperial city, the murderous array that had been radiating menacing energy just moments before was now nothing but an eerily silent and desolate expanse of white space.

The officials and civil servants inside the threshold of the main hall were already terrified by this massacre that exceeded the limits of their comprehension.

"Thump!"

Several of the most vocal critics were the first to collapse, their legs giving way and kneeling on the ground like puddles of mud.

What followed was a complete chain reaction of collapse.

All the powerful officials in the court knelt on the ground, defecating and urinating, trembling violently, not daring to lift their heads even slightly.

Dugu Ming slowly floated down from mid-air.

He coldly swept his gaze across the crowd and discovered that the emperor, who had been hiding in the back just moments before, had vanished without a trace.

"They escaped?"

He had no interest in chasing after them; a mocking smile played on his lips.

"I'm sending you to get reinforcements."

"If I don't play all my trump cards, how will you, this piece of trash, ever give up completely?"

Dugu Ming casually flicked his dragon robe and nonchalantly flicked his sleeve from a distance.

A faint stream of true energy swept across, instantly breaking open all the sealed acupoints in the bodies of the hundreds of officials kneeling on the ground.

"Long live the Emperor!"

"Long live! Long live the Emperor—!!!"

The acupoint for silencing has just been released.

The group of civil and military officials who had just been spouting about propriety, righteousness, integrity, and the idea of ​​dying rather than surrendering immediately began banging their heads against the gold bricks, shouting in unison with extreme skill and humility.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Listening to the fawning cries of this pack of spineless dogs.

Dugu Ming looked up at the summit and burst into an extremely arrogant and domineering laugh, looking down on the world!

On the official road dozens of miles away from the imperial city.

"Giddy up! Giddy up!!!"

Five Akhal-Teke horses, capable of traveling a thousand miles a day, were frantically cutting through the deathly night wind, recklessly speeding along the official road.

The emperor, who had just escaped death from the Golden Palace amidst the chaos, was being fiercely protected in the very center.

And closely by his side were four royal bodyguards whose auras were as deep as the ocean and whose strength was even above that of the chief eunuch, Hai Gonggong.

A fierce wind swept across the emperor's face, which was covered in cold sweat. Even the jade crown, a symbol of imperial majesty, fell askew and onto his head, leaving him in a state of utter disarray.

But he didn't care about saving face at all. He whipped the horse so hard that he broke two whips, desperately forcing his mount to squeeze out its last bit of potential.

He dared not stop for even a moment.

They dared not even glance back at the imperial city behind them.

In the emperor's conventional understanding, the 100,000 iron-blooded imperial guards outside the main hall, who had set up a deadly formation, were his last and strongest trump card. Even if he used his most primitive physical strength to fill and wear them down, it would be enough to hold Dugu Ming back for most of the day!

He had no idea.

The 100,000-strong wall of flesh and blood that he regarded as the strongest shield was instantly wiped out into dust the moment he stepped out of the palace gate to escape.

"Faster...faster!!!"

The emperor gritted his teeth so hard they shattered, his sternum heaving violently, filled with the horror of surviving a catastrophe and extreme resentment.

Secular imperial power and laws, and a million-strong army on the border, all became a joke in the face of that monstrous military force that could control everything!

"Relying on the Imperial Guards to suppress this catastrophic usurpation is pointless..."

On horseback, the emperor secretly gripped the leather reins, which were embedded in his flesh, and a flash of extreme madness, as if grasping at a lifeline, suddenly appeared in his bloodshot eyes:

"The only option now is to go find 'that person'!!!"

"Looking at the entire world... perhaps only by inviting 'that person' to come out of seclusion can we possibly deal with Dugu Ming!!!"

In just a few days, an imperial edict swept across the land.

Central Plains, Suzhou and Hangzhou.

On the blue stone city wall, a brand-new imperial edict bearing a scarlet nine-dragon seal was posted.

The area below the list was crowded with ordinary people and wandering martial arts practitioners.

An elderly scholar was pushed to the front row.

He tilted his head back and loudly recited the proclamation in a tone that was completely off-key:

"The former ruler was incompetent and tyrannical, plunging the people into misery!"

"Now there is the Dugu clan, who, bearing the mandate of heaven, will reshape the Nine Provinces!"

"From this day forward, abolish the old calendar! Establish a new dynasty!"

"The dynasty's name is: Da Qian! It signifies turning the tide and bringing peace and prosperity!"

"Era Title: Musou!"

"Imperial Decree of the Peerless Emperor: A general amnesty is hereby granted, effective immediately! All exorbitant taxes and levies are waived, and corvée labor is exempted for three years!"

"Anyone who dares to levy exorbitant taxes or engage in unauthorized extortion will have their entire family, including nine generations, executed immediately!"

The words fell silent, followed by a deathly stillness on the city wall.

Immediately afterwards, two completely different waves of voices erupted from the crowd.

"Taxes completely abolished?! Three years without paying grain taxes?! Heaven has opened its eyes!"

A gaunt old farmer threw off his crutch and slammed his head heavily onto the bluestone slab.

Despite his forehead bleeding from kowtows, he wept uncontrollably before the imperial edict:

"Long live the peerless emperor! Long live the Great Qian Dynasty! Our whole family no longer needs to sell our daughters for black steamed buns!"

With the leader taking the lead, the emaciated refugees around him all knelt down in unison.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sounds of kowtowing and shouting "Long live the Great Qianlong!" filled the air.

For the ants struggling to survive at the bottom of society, who sits on the dragon throne is of no importance.

Who can feed them and help them survive?

Who the hell is a living god!

However, in the old alleyway near the city wall, there is a restaurant.

Several martial arts heroes wielding long swords stared coldly at the imperial edict, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

"Great Qian? Unparalleled? Bah!"

A scarred man spat out thick, bloody phlegm and chuckled coldly.

"What is Dugu Ming? He was a stray dog ​​who couldn't even defend Wushuang City back then. Now that he's usurped the throne, does he even deserve to be called the Great Ruler?"

"The bonds of brotherhood remain! We men of steel would rather die than accept a meal left to behead him, a meal stained with his blood!"

With a "clang" sound!

Scarface drew his horse-slaying sword:

"Send orders to the seventy-two river and land ports in the Central Plains to contact the rebel kings on the border!"

"Raise the banner! Overthrow Qianlong! Restore the Ming!"

"The martial world must not be ruled by Dugu Ming alone!"

This extremely jarring and absurd scene unfolded simultaneously across various states and counties in China within a few days.

The imperial court was overthrown, and the martial arts world was thrown into chaos.

Dugu Ming's brutally generous imperial edict, a bottom line of concessions, was like a double-edged sword, precisely cleaving the world in two.

Some people, for the sake of a meal, wholeheartedly support the Great Qian Dynasty.

Some people, for the sake of fame, fortune and righteousness, raised the banner of "overthrowing Qianlong and restoring Ming" and vowed to fight back to the death.

Chaos suddenly broke out across the land, and bloodshed erupted in the martial arts world.

Under the guise of eliminating demons and protecting the righteous path, various sects launched indiscriminate attacks, and bandits and rebels slaughtered each other to the death on the Central Plains.

Inside the Golden Palace, now freshly washed with blood.

Dugu Ming, who single-handedly unleashed this boundless bloodbath.

He simply leaned lazily against the crimson dragon throne.

He rested his chin on his hand, coldly watching the empire he ruled, reveling in his extreme madness.

Far from the worldly strife of the Central Plains, Niejia Town.

Nie Feng held a broken willow branch in his hand, instructing a petite figure in sword practice.

"Qing'er, you must first cultivate your mind before practicing swordsmanship."

"When making a move, one must avoid excessive killing intent; one should be as calm and undisturbed as ice water."

The crisp willow branches twirled in the air, creating several extremely graceful sword-like patterns.