Sky Curtain: The Overlord Charges into Battle, Shocking Emperors of All Dynasties

They believed that by supporting Huang Chao as emperor, they could still remain powerful and influential families, continuing to enjoy the privileges of their aristocratic status.

[These people have been doing this for nearly a thousand years, vainly hoping to imprison Huang Chao, this hungry ghost who rose from the common people, in the magnificent net they have woven.]

But Huang Chao told them...

【wishful thinking!!】

From the moment he was humiliated and driven out of Chang'an by powerful clans, Huang Chao had been eagerly anticipating this moment.

[Throughout the years, whenever he felt disheartened and on the verge of defeat, Huang Chao relied on this hatred to sustain him and keep going.]

Now, it's time for reckoning.

A burst of maniacal laughter echoed from the sky, sending chills down everyone's spine.

A blood-red mist spread from the sky, staining the entire scene crimson.

Huang Chao was already standing on the streets of Chang'an, kneeling before him was the very Cui family scion who had once said he would take him as a dog. He was now the head of the Cui family, and behind him knelt a large group of scions from other aristocratic families.

He remembered it very clearly, extremely clearly; Huang Chao would never forget this person, even in death.

"General, we are willing to acknowledge you as Emperor!!!"

"You don't remember me?"

Huang Chao was somewhat surprised. Did this person not remember anything at all?

"I remember!! I remember the General's illustrious military exploits. Wherever he went, the people welcomed him with open arms, and the army of the false Tang dynasty was utterly defeated!!"

The head of the Cui family hurriedly spoke, fearing that these words might displease the devil and affect the future status and official position of his Cui family.

Huang Chao should have realized long ago that in their eyes, he was nothing.

Even now that he has conquered Chang'an, these people don't remember that he once wanted to take the imperial examination to enter Chang'an.

"Oh?"

"Then can you be a dog?"

Huang Chao smiled mockingly and asked with a hint of amusement,

These words seemed to have hit a nerve with them.

You're joking, aren't they? They're a prestigious and powerful family; such a statement is an insult to their noble lineage.

The head of the Cui family harbored even more resentment:

Can't we say this in private? With so many aristocratic families around, how could I possibly agree to this!

He then declared righteously and forcefully, "General, the bloodline and dignity of my ancestral family do not allow me to do such a thing!"

Huang Chao seemed to have heard a joke and burst into maniacal laughter.

"What a coincidence, I'm too stubborn to be a dog."

"If you don't want to be one, then go die!"

With a swift swing of the steel blade, the head of the Cui family died instantly. A spherical object rolled on the ground, its eyes still filled with lingering doubt, while a red fountain shot high into the air.

Huang Chao grinned cruelly, wiped the blood from his face, and then his expression turned utterly disgusted.

It seemed to be disgusted by the stench of the blood.

The scions of noble families behind him stared in horror at the blood on their bodies and the slowly collapsing head of the Cui family.

He really dares to kill!

"You devil, you devil!!!"

"That's the head of the Cui clan of Boling!!!"

Huang Chao realized something: the blood of these powerful families was also red; they too felt fear, and killing them would also lead to death.

They cursed Huang Chao as a devil, saying he would go to hell after death.

But they had never seen what hell looked like, while Huang Chao had.

[The land was littered with corpses of the starved, the earth was barren, and everyone was struggling on the brink of death.]

Some people, unable to compete with the strong hyenas, molded a clay statue of Guanyin and swallowed it, their bellies swelling like drums, until they suffocated to death.

[Exchanging children to eat means exchanging children to share food, not eating one's own children.]

"How dare you, you traitor!!"

"The head of the Cui family is a member of the prestigious and influential Boling Cui clan, one of the five prominent families in China. How dare you, a lowly commoner, murder him?!"

This reminded Huang Chao,

"Family tree?"

The confusion in Huang Chao's eyes dissipated, and the corners of his mouth gradually turned up.

He was initially confused; Chang'an was such a large city, what if some of these people escaped?

I'm not afraid anymore.

So these people had already written the list themselves!

...

Seeing Huang Chao's eyes gradually brightening on the sky, and his murderous smile,

The scion of a prominent family swallowed hard, immediately sensing that something terrible was about to happen.

Oh no, the family tree!!!

Why did you remind him? Now none of them can escape!

Who would have thought that the family genealogies these aristocratic families painstakingly compiled to prove their noble lineage would become their death warrant!

Damn it, who suggested this thing?! Who invented it?!

No way, I'm not going to revise this family tree anymore. This thing isn't a family tree, it's practically a death warrant!

The direct descendants of powerful families in the mid-to-late Tang Dynasty were all somewhat overwhelmed.

"Remove me from the family tree immediately!!"

"Remove me too."

"Damn it, you're the head of the family!!"

And they seemed to have realized something: they couldn't escape.

The imperial guards and soldiers under the regional military governors are not to be trifled with!

Meanwhile, some collateral descendants of prominent families, unworthy of being listed in the family genealogy, were actually gloating.

They never enjoyed any of the benefits of being from a powerful or wealthy family.

Within their families, they were also objects of oppression.

It has nothing but a title.

Huang Chao deserved to be killed!

Kill them all according to the family genealogy, and then we, the collateral branches, will become the direct descendants!

The sky was once again shrouded in blood.

Huang Chao sat high on a makeshift platform, with a mountain of family genealogies piled up beside him.

Below the high platform, the powerful families stopped their shouts and curses.

He was roughly forced down by the fierce soldiers, kneeling in the street, facing Huang Chao.

With a flash of the blade, they were executed in less than a breath, their blood staining the ground.

Huang Chao dealt with these people according to their family genealogies, discarding one book at a time and discarding the next.

Within the grand mansions, the privileged scions of noble families lined up like pigs awaiting slaughter, heading towards the high platform.

What hangs at the highest point of the platform is none other than...

It was the head of the Cui family patriarch of Boling, hanging high for all to see. His empty, dark eye sockets were devoid of anything, staring down as if mocking his own blindness.

"Family trees are still the most useful!!"

"That's so convenient!!"

After Huang Chao finished his lament, looking at the river of blood below, he felt an irresistible urge to...

He leaped off the platform, steel knife in hand, to join the carnage he had created.

With swift strokes of the knife, he hacked for three whole days.

The moat outside Chang'an was completely filled with corpses.

The steel blades were already dulled, and the cries of agony that had echoed throughout Chang'an gradually subsided.

In the end, no one wailed anymore.

The entire city of Chang'an was stained crimson with blood, its original color almost unrecognizable.

Bloodline and social standing could not save their lives in the face of a steel blade.

Huang Chao succeeded; he slaughtered all the powerful and aristocratic families in Chang'an.

However, Huang Chao couldn't finish cutting down a single street in Chang'an in three days with his sword, but with a single stroke of their brushes, the banks of the Yellow River were littered with corpses.