In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

The happiest person was none other than Murong Khan, who had suffered heavy losses these days and was constantly attacked by Tibetan cavalry, making it impossible for him to defend against them.

Although each harassment was small-scale, fifty harassments at once would result in significant losses, and the allied forces would be overwhelmed.

A huge weight was lifted from Li Yuanchang's shoulders; the encirclement was the first and necessary step towards total annihilation.

"very good!"

"Send someone to inform Xue Rengui that he should stay at the foot of the mountain and not immediately go up the plateau to attack. He should wait for me."

"I will arrive soon!"

"yes!"

After confirming the news, Li Yuanchang immediately led his men to the dungeon.

He had made his decision that this operation would be the final blow to completely eliminate the remnants of Dayan Mangbuzhi's army, so in addition to the military siege, he also needed to prepare a trump card.

This amulet is Tsangyang Suitō, one of the Nine Goddesses of the Bon religion!

This woman held such a high religious status in the Bon religion that she was practically a pillar of stability for the entire Tibetan Empire, and coincidentally, her fiefdom was located to the west of Tuyuhun and the east of Tibet.

She possesses a powerful "celebrity effect and broken window effect" in the local area, which is key to breaking the Tibetan regime's theocratic system and its efforts to win over the people.

Footsteps echoed once more deep within the dungeon.

Cangyang Shuituo's dark eyes gazed into the darkness, his frail face bearing a hint of mockery and deep-seated hatred.

She was by no means a kind person. Although she was a clergyman, in ancient Tibet, clergymen were far more terrifying than Tibetan soldiers and killed far more people.

The religious enslavement of the 7th century was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

"Li Yuanchang!"

"Don't waste your energy. Even if you kill me, it won't make a difference."

Li Yuanchang slowly stepped out of the darkness, a smile playing on his lips: "It seems the Goddess has eaten quite a bit? Her complexion has improved considerably."

Cangyang Mizutaku's face darkened, looking extremely ugly, and he lost all face.

"If you're so unafraid of death, then you shouldn't eat. Starve yourself to death to prove how loyal you are to your religion and how tough you are on your enemies, isn't that right?" Li Yuanchang showed no mercy, tearing away her pretense.

"You!" Cangyang Mizutaku gritted his teeth.

"What's wrong with me?"

"My words and actions are consistent, unlike you, who are filled with fear yet spout lies." Li Yuanchang's words were like daggers to the heart.

"That's enough!"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Cangyang Shuituo angrily rebuked, the inherent superiority and condescension of a clergyman still present.

Seeing that the desired effect had been achieved, Li Yuanchang said no more and snapped his fingers.

Footsteps sounded.

"come over!"

Several prisoners were brought forward and pinned to the ground.

Tsangyang Suitaku asked warily, "What do you mean?"

Li Yuanchang glanced at them and said, "These are Tibetan soldiers who were captured not long ago. They are subordinates of Dayan Mangbuzhi. Their three armies were utterly routed by our army, leaving them in a bloody mess."

Upon hearing this, Tsangyang Mizutaku's eyes became noticeably uglier, even showing a sense of despair.

She kept waiting, waiting for Dayan Mangbuzhi to come and rescue her.

Li Yuanchang looked at the prisoners: "You tell your goddess what the Bon religion has been doing for the past month or so."

The prisoners trembled and remained silent until Guo Chao and the others drew their swords. Under the threat of death, they finally spoke.

"The Vatican is furious. They have stripped you of your title as a goddess, considering you a great disgrace to Bon religion for the past century, and they want to kill you!"

Upon hearing this, Cangyang Mizutaku was struck dumb, his mind went blank, and his dark, cold eyes became completely clear.

The Vatican was her only trump card and reliance, the truth she had believed in all her life, but now the Vatican wanted to kill her.

After a long, deathly silence, she suddenly looked at Li Yuanchang: "It's you!"

"It must be you! What did you do?"

She rebuked him angrily.

Li Yuanchang touched the tip of his nose and said calmly, "I sent your breast wrap over to verify whether your Holy See trusts them as much as you do."

"The result...tsk tsk."

"Human nature cannot withstand the test."

Upon hearing this, Kumamoto Mizutaku trembled with anger and gritted his teeth.

Bon priestesses hold high positions of power and influence, serving as the face of the religion. They are considered offspring of the creator god. In the strictly regulated Bon religion, if a priestess loses her virginity to an enemy, it is an insult to the entire religious code, and the serious consequence could be her being reduced to ashes by the most severe torture!

She wanted nothing more than to tear Li Yuanchang apart, but it was all in vain. She collapsed to the ground, her face deathly pale, her mind blank, as if she had lost her soul, utterly desperate.

Li Yuanchang waved his hand, and Guo Chao and the others took off the prisoners.

In the dark dungeon, only two people remained.

"Goddess, what do you mean now? Are you still going to be loyal to your Holy See?"

"I will never let you go, even if it means my death!" Tsangyang Shuituo said each word clearly. Stripped of his divine guise, he was just an ordinary person chosen by fate.

"Alright then."

"I am a very fair person and have never liked to force others."

"Since you are unwilling to submit to me, then leave."

"I will let you leave."

Cangyang Mizutaku was stunned for a moment, incredulous, then shouted fiercely, "You're despicable!"

"Letting you go, and you call that despicable?" Li Yuanchang laughed.

Cangyang Shuituo was furious. What would happen to her if she left now?

Having once been a judge, how could she not know the consequences of violating Bon doctrines—it was worse than death, with gouging out eyes and removing intestines being merely the basics?

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Li Yuanchang grinned, already sensing the underlying softness beneath her tough tone.

"I don't want to do anything, I just want you to go."

"You are free now."

After saying that, he turned and left without any hesitation, as if he really wanted to let her go.

At the same time, Guo Chao appeared and stepped forward to remove the shackles.

As the chains clattered to the ground, the thing that bound her was released, and she was at a loss, her eyes filled with bewilderment and unease.

She thought about dying, but didn't have the courage.

Those who are used to a life of luxury and arrogance are often the most afraid of death; this is almost a law.

"etc!"

Li Yuanchang did not stop.

"Li Yuanchang, stop right there!"

Li Yuanchang turned around: "Li Yuanchang?"

Cangyang Mizutaku was extremely frustrated, but dared not act rashly: "What do you want me to do?"

"I have made myself very clear: submit to me."

"and then?"

"There is no specific 'then,' only unconditional obedience," Li Yuanchang said calmly.

Kuangyang Suitaku was torn between inner conflict and his own, unwilling to submit to his formidable enemy.

Li Yuanchang glanced at her and continued on his way.

As he was about to disappear completely from the dungeon, Tsangyang Mizutaku panicked utterly and instinctively shouted, "I surrender!!"

The sound echoed, and the dungeon was silent.

Li Yuanchang's lips curled up. He had finally brought an end to the stalemate that had lasted for more than a month. It was easier than he had thought. He had assumed that these clergymen were truly fearless and would dedicate their teachings to the Bon religion.

"Take her to change her clothes, then come to see me."

"yes!"

Cangyang Shuituo collapsed to the ground, his Dao heart shattered at that moment.

The authority of the clergy, which had been maintained for so long, vanished completely with a single word of submission.