After speaking with Ji Ji, Li Tianming carried out the final cleanup of the last three hundred thousand Xia Clan remnants, whose courage had already been shattered.
They had watched with their own eyes as one man destroyed an entire clan, as it truly happened to them. They had watched more than a million clansmen shatter into Astral God Origins and be forcibly taken away. Their faith and resolve had been utterly crushed.
As rebels, as invaders, they had invaded the An Heaven Imperial Manor, targeting the old, weak, women, and children of the An Clan, intending to slaughter them and make the An Clan warriors on the frontlines suffer a bloody collapse... Yet after fighting until now, they had not even laid a finger on a single An Clan elder or child.
Such a laughable outcome, such a shameful record, such a terrifying enemy—these factors piled together. These Xia Clan rebels appeared to still be alive, but their vacant, terrified, numb eyes showed that they were as good as dead.
"This is the fate of betraying the Imperial Clan's ties, and the fate of betraying Xuanyuan."
After Li Tianming calmly spoke those words, he led Xixi's thirty million Xiwa Hell Legion. Countless Twelve Zodiac Chaos Ghosts, baring fangs and claws with savage faces, wailed like ghosts and howled like wolves as they pounced upon those whose hearts had already died.
Their deaths were no longer in doubt. This was merely the closing of a war, the final blade thrust. Though it was a massacre, though these Xia Clan people looked miserable, no one within the An Heaven Imperial Manor would forget cause and effect.
If not for Li Tianming, the defecting Xia Clan would have dealt the An Clan brethren a devastating blow. Within this endless chaotic nebula, anyone