Holding Tai'a, Slaying Heaven and Earth

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Qin Yi and Li Qingjun followed the army all the way.

They didn't see the inside story they wanted to see along the way. Li Wuxian and the old woman barely interacted, and when they did, it was just like the previous few sentences, seemingly friendly but actually one was aloof and the other was being hypocritical.

From the few words exchanged, it was clear that the altar was a kind of shamanistic altar related to fortune... but it was not explained in detail how it worked or how effective it was.

Qin Yi wasn't in a hurry. They had witnessed a very interesting girl along the way, which was more interesting than trying to guess the inside story.

During the march, Li Wuxian often scratched and fidgeted, clearly wanting to take a bath. She was currently in the mid-stage of the Qin Xin realm, so it wasn't quite accurate to say she was completely untouched by worldly dust; she definitely needed to bathe... but it seemed rather inconvenient. Even when encamped, it wasn't always convenient to set up camp by a river; often, the army would simply camp in the wilderness and spend the night there.

So her little face turned this purple.

Qin Yi recalled that the skills he had taught her did not include the Cleansing Spell. He wondered why she hadn't learned it from Lingxu; she probably didn't need it in her daily life, so why didn't she think of it here?

She stared longingly at the old woman, seemingly wanting her to perform a Cleansing Spell, but then pouted, gave a soft snort, and turned her head away.

The young girl, who had never left Dragon Abyss City since childhood and had lived in the deep palace, suddenly wanted to Imperial Expedition to fight. However, it turned out that there was a stark difference between the heroic and martial image she had in mind and reality.

Li Qingjun, watching from above, was also scratching her head in bewilderment.

Qin Yi whispered in his ear with a chuckle, "Back then, you..."

Li Qingjun said directly, "I was all dirty back then, and sometimes it was inconvenient. I didn't take a shower for a month. So, do you want one or not?"

Qin Yi laughed and said, "I'd still want you even if you didn't bathe for a thousand years."

The two hugged each other, watching their little niece spin around below, before angrily lying down in the tent and refusing to move.

The movement at that moment resembled that of a foolish snake.

To be honest, the two of them initially felt a bit wary of her, especially after Li Qingjun saw the horse, which made them uneasy. But as they watched her along the way, they felt a warmer connection, as if they were looking at their own child.

In a sense, they really are their child...

Then, watching the army set off during the day, and seeing her heroically giving instructions to the generals, she appeared dignified and aloof on the surface, but both of them couldn't help but find her adorable.

I keep wondering where she'll scratch me tonight.

Meals were alright; Li Wuxian ate dry rations with the army, occasionally lighting a fire and tending to the stove. She ate whatever the soldiers ate, showing absolutely no desire for a life of luxury.

It's clear how much the soldiers loved and respected her.

The Mountains and Rivers Luck, the bearing of an emperor—these are indeed subtle things. In a world like Earth, a group of grown men might feel affection for a young girl whose face hasn't even fully developed, but not true adoration. But here, it's genuine adoration. The feeling of sharing the Great Qianlong aura with her makes you feel from the bottom of your heart that she is an emperor. Many people involuntarily bow their heads and bend their waists when they see her.

Qin Yi even had a feeling that if she really told that soldier to die, he would die without hesitation.

There's no logic to it; it's quite different from conventional logic.

Of course, it wasn't like she never got to shower. When they camped near a river, the girl seemed to radiate youthful energy, her big eyes sparkling. Then Qin Yi couldn't see anymore; Li Qingjun covered his eyes and twisted his neck backward.

"Do you regret bringing me along?"

"No! Absolutely not! It's just a Bean Sprouts, who would want to look at that!"

"How did you know it was Bean Sprouts if you didn't look? Did you peek at it secretly?"

"Do I need to see it to know? I'm not out of my mind."

"So you'd secretly thought about it all along?"

"What the hell..."

A solemn and serious army march, a decisive battle to destroy a nation, was completely overshadowed by the change in atmosphere...

The army traveled light, without much baggage. The march took more than a month, and by the time they reached the Northwest, it was already late autumn.

The atmosphere changed immediately upon arriving in the Northwest.

As the autumn wind swept across, fallen leaves swirled wildly, and on the vast plain, spears and halberds stood in rows, exuding a chilling aura of murderous intent.

Li Wuxian stood atop the city wall, looking at the vast army below, his face expressionless.

With a population of over ten thousand, it visually appears as if it covers the entire mountainside; how much more so when it involves a war of hundreds of thousands.

When the emperor is enraged, blood flows like rivers. Human warfare is, in some ways, more brutal than wars between immortals. The Great Qianlong Rebellion alone reduced the population by more than half from two or three hundred million. From this perspective, it's clear why immortals cannot bear such karmic burdens.

Even the Demon Sect wouldn't dare to kill hundreds of millions of wronged souls at once; the karmic backlash from that would absolutely cripple even Demon Sect at the Formless level.

But the Emperor dared to do it.

Especially heroes who rise from the wilderness, the founders of nations, even if they don't personally take to the battlefield, a single order can cause millions of corpses to fall, and the bloodshed on their bodies can be counted in the tens of millions.

Bearing the blood stains of mountains and rivers, bearing the thoughts of the world, that swirling Blood Qi is truly something that gods and ghosts would avoid; how could Technique Method possibly shake it?

When the heavens unleash their murderous intent, stars shift and constellations change; when the earth unleashes its murderous intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land.

When a person harbors murderous intent... the world is turned upside down.

The shouts of the two armies below shook the earth, and the plain was stained with blood. Li Wuxian watched indifferently, her eyes showing not a trace of emotion. No matter how much the little girl in the tent longed to take a bath, at this moment, she was the emperor of the world.

The attacking side was actually Xiliang.

Since Li Wuxian personally led the expedition here, the enemy has been attacking like madmen, recklessly.

Arrows rained down from the sky, along with catapults and primitive cannons. Arrows and rocks fell like locusts, and the roar of cannon fire was so deafening that one could not hear a word spoken.

"Boom!"

A huge rock crashed down at Li Wuxian's feet.

She didn't even flinch.

"Your King, please don't stand on the city wall, it's too dangerous." A guard blocked her way, earnestly advising, "Your King of noble birth, why must you do this?"

Li Wuxian looked up at the arrows flying like locusts in the sky and smiled slightly, "It's alright, I'm not without the ability to protect myself."

"But why is Your King doing this?"

"They are destined to lose, but there is only one possibility for them to turn the tide: if they come after me." Li Wuxian said slowly, "This King arrive, they will inevitably make mistakes."

Before he finished speaking, an old Daoist priest floated up in front of him.

A terrifying pressure swept across the plains, and countless people could not even hold their weapons steady.

Li Wuxian laughed loudly, "Qian Yuan? I am right here."

The higher the level of Qian Yuan and the greater the power, the less they dare to touch her.

The old Daoist priest watched from afar, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He dared not personally deal with the army, let alone Li Wuxian himself.

He can only play on the edge.

Qin Yi saw from afar that the old Daoist priest waved his hand, and fine sand swept up, condensing into a city in his palm.

This is exactly what the city where Li Wuxian is located looks like.

The old Daoist priest sighed and gently rubbed it.

As the sand city in his hands crumbled inch by inch, the city wall beneath Li Wuxian's feet also began to collapse.

"Holy crap, Archimonde?!" Qin Yi exclaimed, "This is too much!"

He almost couldn't resist intervening, but then he saw Li Wuxian draw his sword.

Qin Yi had seen this sword before; it was the Founding Sword the Great Qian Dynasty, stored in its treasury.

At that time, their fortune was almost gone, but now, when Li Wuxian drew it out, it shone brightly, dragons coiled around it, mountains and rivers froze, and cities stood firm.

"I have already said... the wishes of the This King, what fear is there of immortals and gods!" Li Wuxian waved his hand and slashed down.

The unseen power of the mountains and rivers broke through the void and came directly to the old Daoist priest.

The sand city turned to ashes, but the city walls remained unmoved.

Technique Method of the Qian Yuan Level was actually suppressed by a single sword strike.

Not only did it break the technique, but the power of humanity and all living beings did not stop, and it cleaved straight into the Qian Yuan!

Countless people, both in heaven and on earth, witnessed this sword strike.

Is this the Qin Xin cultivator resisting Qian Yuan?

No, she didn't use even the slightest bit of her Law Power.

This is the power of the Human Emperor to cleave the universe.

"Boom!"

The earth shook violently, but the old Daoist priest shook his head slightly, unharmed, and gracefully retreated.

But his attempts to weaken the city walls had no effect whatsoever.

A bugle call sounded from the city wall.

From the southern angle, the Nanming Lihuo Army pierced the battlefield like a sharp knife.

Li Wuxian pointed his longsword at the old Daoist priest. "The world and its people are none of your concern!"