Meanwhile.
News of Qin Qiankun's fall spread like a sudden tempest. The entirety of Azure Spirit seemed struck by thunder, erupting into uproar.
"What did you say? Qin Qiankun was killed by Great Xia's King of Misfortune?"
"Outrageous! Before this Emperor Realm, you dare fabricate reports? Do you take this Emperor Realm for a good-tempered man who will not kill?"
"A mere border dynasty actually produced such a True Dragon!"
The rulers of the various dynasties were shocked. Some were stunned, some enraged, and some sighed in admiration.
Some lower-ranked dynasties lacked sufficient authority over Image Transmission Stones and could not obtain information directly through official channels, relying entirely on scout guards for intelligence.
The instant the news returned, many dynasty lords slammed their hands onto their tables and unleashed thunderous fury, nearly killing people on the spot.
The King of Misfortune had slain the Azure Dragon Black Tortoise Holy Son?
Was that something a human being could fucking say?
Those scout guards truly had water in their brains.
To fabricate such a lie—not to mention him—even an innocent and kind three-year-old child would shake their head upon hearing it.
Several dynasty lords with tempers like blazing fire even ordered the scout guards detained on the spot, intending to behead them.
Until the news spread ever more fiercely, nearly reaching a frenzy.
Only then did the dynasty lords learn that it was true.
The scout soldiers who had nearly been publicly executed finally escaped death and retrieved their lives.
It had to be said that being a scout soldier was exceedingly dangerous.
When fate was unkind and they encountered explosive military news like Xiao Chen killing Qin Qiankun—something too absurd to believe—the dynasty lord might think they were being mocked and truly kill them in a fit of rage.
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