At 100 years old, he joined the army in place of his granddaughter, and became a national war god.

Su Mu gently raised his hand and patted the back of the Akhal-Teke horse tenderly, chuckled softly, his voice calm yet resolute:

"Good horse, follow me to kill this Eastern Barbarian Emperor and end this war."

hiss!

The Akhal-Teke horse seemed to understand its master's words. It immediately raised its head and let out a clear neigh, its four hooves suddenly gathering strength, its eyes revealing extreme intelligence and bravery.

Then he started running wildly.

The Akhal-Teke horse was the fastest horse in the world, quickly passing through the war-torn streets and alleys, and soon it had caught up with Ito Shinbu and his remaining troops.

Ito Shinbu and Minamoto Yoshikiyo, who were fleeing desperately, turned around upon hearing the sound. When they saw the snow-white figure chasing after them, and Su Mu sitting upright on horseback with flowing white hair, the two of them froze.

The last bit of color drained from his face instantly, his eyes filled with extreme terror and disbelief!

They fought desperately to break through and escape, hoping to shake off their pursuers and have a chance to survive. Little did they expect that Su Mu would catch up so quickly, all alone on horseback!

"Oh no! It's Su Mu! He's caught up!" Yuan Yiqing exclaimed in shock, a chill running through his body.

At the critical moment of life and death, Minamoto Yoshikiyo gritted his teeth and roared fiercely, frantically issuing orders to the dozen or so elite personal guards who remained beside him:

"Quickly, you few, form a battle formation and block the enemy!"

"Stop this old man at all costs! Protect His Majesty and help him escape!"

These dozen or so guards were all the Emperor's personal bodyguards, each one loyal and formidable in combat, and were the last batch of elite protectors.

Upon hearing the order, the crowd dared not hesitate. They stopped abruptly, turned around sharply, and lined up in the middle of the street, each holding a sharp samurai sword. Their eyes were fierce, their breaths were tense, and they stared intently at the white-haired old man rushing towards them, intending to use their flesh and blood to block his pursuit.

The streets were narrow, and only one man could hold them off. A dozen or so guards formed a death formation, which was their last resort to stop them.

But in Su Mu's eyes, such obstruction was as fragile as a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

During the rapid journey, Su Mu's expression remained unchanged as he slowly raised the Dragon-Slaying Saber he carried on his back with one hand.

"die!"

Su Mu flicked his wrist, and the Dragon-Slaying Saber slashed through the air!

A fierce and domineering golden blade of energy shot out from the sky, slicing across the entire street!

The blade energy stretched for dozens of feet, as powerful as thunder and as fast as lightning, without a single superfluous move, clean, neat, and domineering!

puff!

A continuous stream of blood blossoms burst forth instantly!

The dozen or so elite Dongyi soldiers who had risked their lives to block the way didn't even have time to let out a scream before their bodies were torn apart by this terrifying blade energy!

They were all cut in half at the waist, their bodies crashing to the ground, dying instantly without a single survivor!

The power of that single move was terrifying!

The few remaining Dongyi soldiers standing by the street felt their scalps tingle and their bodies tremble with fear, no longer able to muster the slightest will to resist.

Ahead, Minamoto no Yoshikiyo, who had just stopped and was preparing to stop them at all costs, turned around and saw this scene. He was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost collapsed to the ground!

He had fought for half his life, dominating battlefields for decades, and had never seen such terrifying combat power!

With just a single invisible blade of energy, he instantly killed more than a dozen elite death guards and wiped out a squad of elite soldiers with a mere flick of his wrist!

Moreover, the person who made the move was an elderly man with white hair who looked very old!

This is power that no ordinary warrior could possess!

This is clearly a reclusive deity who has descended to earth and transcended the mundane world!

"A god... this is absolutely divine skill!" Minamoto Yoshikiyo's lips trembled as he murmured to himself.

Just as everyone was stunned into silence, the Akhal-Teke horse beneath Su Mu exerted its strength once more!

The snow-white steed stomped its four hooves on the ground and suddenly leaped into the air, soaring several feet high, crossing the ruins of the streets and alleys. Its figure was light and graceful, like a celestial horse riding on clouds!

Taking advantage of the horse's leap into the air, Su Mu lightly touched the horse's back with his toes and unleashed the unparalleled lightness skill, Wudang Ladder Cloud Leap!

His figure soared into the air, his posture elegant and graceful, as if a celestial being had descended to earth!

He flew straight over Ito Shinbu, Minamoto Yoshikiyo and his group, and landed steadily. He stood tall and calm in front of them, completely blocking all their escape routes!

With their path blocked and pursuers closing in, Ito Shinmu and his companions had no way to escape!

Su Mu raised his eyes, his gaze clear and deep, and swept them over the crowd before him. His voice was icy and indifferent: "Now that things have come to this, accept your fate."

Covered in blood, Ito Shinmu stood there in a sorry state, looking at the old man who resembled a god before him, then at the endless stream of Daqian pursuers behind him, and hearing the increasingly loud shouts of battle, the last glimmer of hope in his heart was completely shattered.

He knew that the Eastern Barbarians had been utterly defeated and had no chance of turning the tide!

He slowly raised his hand, grasped the hilt of the samurai sword at his waist, and slowly drew out the three-foot-long blade. The cold glint of the blade reflected on his pale, desperate face.

Ito Shintake's gaze was fixed on Su Mu, his voice hoarse and dry, filled with endless sorrow and resentment:

"Su Mu...it was you who destroyed my Eastern Yi state, defeated my million-strong army, and made Ito Jinmu a king of a fallen kingdom!"

Upon hearing this, Su Mu gave a cold sneer, his eyes filled with indifference and righteous indignation: "Your defeat and the fall of your country are entirely your own fault!"

"In the past, you harbored wolfish ambitions, disregarding the stability of our two nations, and brazenly launched an invasion of my Great Qian East Sea, slaughtering my border people and plundering my coastal territory. War raged, and the people were displaced!"

"When you sent your troops to invade our borders, your ferocity reaching its peak, did you ever consider this outcome?"

"Those who commit many unrighteous acts will surely perish. Today's defeat is the retribution you, the Eastern Barbarians, deserve, and the price you must pay!"

His words were forceful and resounding, shaking Ito Shinmu to his core, leaving him ashen-faced.

Minamoto Yoshikiyo took a deep breath, enduring the pain in his body, and stepped forward to stand firmly in front of Ito Shinbu, his eyes resolute.

"Your Majesty! You must leave! We will risk our lives to stop this man!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three surviving Dongyi soldiers behind him stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Minamoto no Yoshikiyo, united in their hatred of the enemy, ready to fight to the death to protect their lord and sacrifice themselves for their country.

But at this moment, Ito Shinbu's mind was already completely clear.

He had nowhere left to run.

Looking at the loyal soldiers in front of him who had sworn to follow him to the death and never abandoned him, he was filled with mixed emotions. He smiled with relief, a smile that was both sad and heroic.

"No need."

"With the nation destroyed, the family ruined, and the land lost, what face do I, the Emperor of the Eastern Barbarians, have to abandon the city and flee, to live on in this world?"

"In my entire life, to have you all loyally follow me and vow to protect me to the death is enough!"

"Today, I will fight alongside you, my soldiers, to the death! If we die, we die together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ito Shinmu, sword in hand, was filled with renewed fighting spirit. He led Minamoto Yoshikiyo and three generals, and the five of them roared in unison as they charged toward Su Mu!

Five swords were wielded simultaneously, their blades flashing and clashing, carrying with them the ferocity and madness of a final, desperate struggle, their momentum overwhelming!

Su Mu stood still, his expression calm, watching the five charge into battle. His eyes remained undisturbed as he spoke softly, "It's good that they all came together; it saves me the trouble of dealing with each of them individually."

Su Mu slowly returned the Dragon-Slaying Saber to his back, raised his hands slowly, and his powerful true energy surged up, with invisible energy from heaven and earth frantically gathering around him!

The ultimate technique of the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms rises with the tide!

Su Mu pushed forward with both palms, and a low shout echoed through the streets and alleys: "The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, shocking for miles!"

Boom!!!

With a single palm strike, golden true energy surged forth, and a lifelike golden dragon with flying scales and claws roared out from the palm!

The dragon roared to the heavens, and the gale raged. The golden dragon body, carrying a world-destroying force, suddenly exploded in front of the five people!

A violent shockwave instantly swept through the entire street, sending rubble flying and debris scattering everywhere!

The three Dongyi generals at the forefront were the first to be hit, and they had no power to resist at all. Under the violent bombardment of the golden dragon energy, their bodies were instantly torn apart by the qi!

Three muffled thuds rang out almost simultaneously, and the three people died on the spot!

Following closely behind, Ito Shinbu and Minamoto Yoshikiyo were violently thrown away by the terrifying aftershock, their bodies crashing heavily against the hard stone wall beside them like kites with broken strings!

Bang!

Two heavy impacts rang out!

Both of them vomited mouthfuls of bright red blood. Their meridians were damaged inch by inch, their bones were broken in countless places, and they were in excruciating pain. They collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

The two men were deathly pale, barely breathing, their eyes fixed on Su Mu, who stood tall and imposing like a god, their eyes filled with utter shock, fear, and despair.

Such combat power has long surpassed the limits of mortals, as if a god has descended to earth, capable of annihilating thousands of troops and instantly killing generals with a wave of his hand!

After a long while, Ito Shinbu gasped for breath, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. His breath was extremely weak, and his eyes were filled with endless regret and sorrow.

He struggled to lift his eyes, gazing in the direction of the Eastern Yi Imperial Palace, and murmured weakly, his voice hoarse:

"I regret it... I really regret it..."

"If we had known that the Great Qian Dynasty had such a national-guarding war god in the world, with such heaven-shaking and earth-shattering abilities, we Eastern Barbarians would never have dared to rashly invade the Great Qian Dynasty in the slightest..."

"Alas... alas, it's all too late... the tide has turned, and there's no way to turn back..."

"Ancestors above, your descendant Ito Shinmu is utterly incompetent... unable to protect the foundation laid by our ancestors, destroying the centuries-old land of our Eastern Barbarians... I am ashamed before my forefathers, ashamed before all the people..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a sweet taste in his throat again, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. His head tilted to the side, his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes wide open, completely lifeless!

The Emperor of the Eastern Barbarians has fallen!

Minamoto no Yoshikiyo, who was lying on the ground with severe injuries, witnessed the Emperor's death and all his obsessions collapsed completely.

He gazed at the emperor's cold corpse, smiled bitterly, his eyes filled with sorrow and despair. He sighed deeply, his life force dissipated, his head drooped, and he breathed his last along with the Eastern Barbarian Emperor!

As the dust settled slowly in the streets and alleys, only Su Mu stood there, dressed in white with white hair, his figure outstanding, looking down at the corpses scattered on the ground, his expression as calm as ever.

In this battle, the Eastern Barbarians were completely annihilated!