Subdue a Tribe and Merge Its Fortune!

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Sukai's body was still being pressed down, but as the other members of the Three Waters Tribe approached, their energy grew stronger, and their Qi and Blood and the clan's Fortune gradually became richer. This created a certain degree of resistance to the extraordinary Divine Ability techniques, weakening the suppressing force considerably. As a result, Sukai struggled to his feet and was able to lift his head with difficulty.

However, as he looked up, he saw the head even more clearly, accurately identifying its owner from the eyebrows and eyes, and his expression became even more distorted.

Beside him, Heluolü also managed to lift his chin, staring wide-eyed at the head. He was very curious about whose head it was that could make the arrogant Prince of Three Rivers so terrified and shocked.

However, after seeing it, his gaunt face instantly twisted in anger.

"Your Highness Left Wise King? How is this possible! This must be a smokescreen!"

After several days, the head had become somewhat shriveled, and the blood on it had congealed considerably, but the appearance was not much different from when it was alive. It was none other than the Left Wise King who had been killed by Qiu Yan.

The moment the head appeared, not only were Sukai and Heluolü stunned, but even the Three Rivers Khan, Duolu, and others were dumbfounded, and many of the Three Rivers nobles were speechless for a moment.

As for Meng Qingbin and the others, they had heard of the Left Wise King before, but they didn't know what he looked like. Even when Qiu Yan fought fiercely with the Left Wise King outside the city that day, they still couldn't see his face clearly because of the distance. But now, seeing the reaction of the people from Three Rivers, how could they not guess the reason?

The reason Qiu Yan left the envoy group was to hunt down the Left Wise King of Rouluo. Now the matter is clear. However, the Left Wise King's reputation had long spread throughout the Grasslands. It was impossible for them not to know about him when they went to Three Rivers. The imperial court had fought for many years without harming him once. Yet Qiu Yan came back with his head after just one pursuit. Anyone would find it hard to believe.

"The Left Wise King of Rouluo, was he really killed by him?" Even Di Ai was completely shocked, all his thoughts were completely dispelled by the shock, and he felt a blank in his mind.

"This..." Old Khan Yebalu stood up from his seat, looking at the head, his hands trembling.

He had naturally met the Left Wise King of Rouluo. This man had once led troops to Rouluo to collect "taxes," causing quite a stir. His four generals were invincible throughout the Three Rivers region!

This is certainly not about a few people fighting against the entire Three Rivers tribe, but rather about being invincible in a one-on-one challenge. If it were truly a one-on-one fight against an entire tribe, the combined Qi and Blood of the tribe members alone would be enough to suppress martial prowess and supernatural Divine Ability.

"Great Khan!"

"Great Khan, your tent is torn to shreds. Are these Central Plains people up to no good?"

"What's going on? Could someone be using sorcery?"

Meanwhile, the Three Rivers Tribe finally gathered and, upon seeing everyone pinned to the ground, reacted in various ways, displaying intense hostility towards Qiu Yan, Meng Qingbin, and the others.

As people gathered and their emotions fluctuated, their Qi and Blood and Fortune converged, diluting the suppressive power originating from the Divine Ability. Immediately, several people struggled to lift half of their bodies.

Soon, the area where the main tent was located was completely surrounded. Strong and powerful Three Rivers Tribe looked at the Central Plains envoys as if they were facing a formidable enemy, eager to take action directly.

Many of them also captured the envoys who had fled during the earlier chaos.

Then someone was heard howling--

"The people of the Central Plains are indeed a scourge; let's kill them all!"

"They even dared to destroy the Khan's tent! They're courting death!"

"They came. We didn't kill them, and instead of being grateful, they're causing trouble!"

As they were talking, someone was about to strike the captured Central Plains envoy with a knife, but this startled the old Khan awake.

"Stop!" he shouted. His voice was loud and clear. "Get back. Don't come forward without my order!" With just a few simple words and his authority, he quickly calmed the chaotic situation down.

Then, Yebalu looked around at the densely packed clansmen, let out a long sigh, and then swept his gaze over the head of the Left Wise King before finally landing on Qiu Yan.

"Mr. Qiu," he began, gathering his thoughts, "I wonder if this head is..."

"This man was the Left Wise King of Rouluo, who has already been executed." Qiu Yan didn't mince words and stated the truth directly.

"It really is the Left Wise King!" The old Khan's expression was quite complicated. The other party had just mentioned the example of the ancient Lord Su, implying an intention to kill and take revenge. Then, he threw out the head of the Left Wise King Rouluo. The back and forth was too horrifying. Even though he had experienced countless storms in his life, he was somewhat overwhelmed.

This was before he knew the fate of the Rouluo Three Saints. If he had known, he wouldn't have had any other thoughts!

"Fortunately, the clan still has the majority of its troops. Although Qiu Yan has cultivation, as long as he gathers enough strength, he can be suppressed. I still hold the upper hand..."

As this thought flashed through his mind, Qiu Yan on the other side suddenly trembled, and two Military School Order roared out, circling in the sky!

Boom!

A clap of thunder sounded, and lightning flashed through the clouds. It seemed as if two divine dragons, one black and one yellow, were faintly circling around. The two Order shook, dispersing the energy and Qi and Blood of the Three Rivers Tribe who had gathered together, and they were instantly shattered!

This change was particularly noticeable to the nobles of Three Rivers, who had already realized that their momentum was rapidly declining!

"What's going on?" Old Khan Yebalu himself had the ability to comprehend the Fortune, and at this moment he felt the same way. He felt a pain in his chest, and his vision blurred. The figure of Qiu Yan not far away floated up and became inhuman. He could vaguely see two unpredictable auras intertwined, giving him a sense of majesty, terror and profundity!

In the sky, Order was stirred up, transforming into soldiers and weapons gathering together. Ordinary people's senses could not detect it, but the naked eye could see the clouds gathering and swirling in the air, like a giant vortex, slowly sinking.

The clouds hung low, as if the sky were tilting, creating a sense of oppression!

The people of Three Rivers immediately panicked, feeling indescribable emotions. This was the feedback from the disruption of Order, which shook public morale.

"These soldiers of Three Rivers are brave, but they lack discipline. If they were restrained by formations, they would not have been so easily Qi and Blood." Qiu Yan did not turn his head, but he was fully aware of what was happening behind him. As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on the old man, and his Yin Spirit shone brightly, capturing a connection between himself and the old man.

"Within your mind lies the seed of my teachings, a method of moral instruction passed down through the Daoist Sect, emphasizing Knowledge and Action. Since this is so, and the action before you is clear, why do you still not understand the situation?"

This rhetorical question sent a chill down Old Han's spine. He felt as if it wasn't Qiu Yan asking him, but rather an ancient will communicating with him. He murmured incoherently, unable to speak, his back drenched in sweat, which soaked through his animal-skin robe.

After a long pause, he sighed, placed one hand on his chest, and bowed to Qiu Yan: "The small clan of Three Rivers is willing to join forces with the Celestial Dynasty, accept the investiture of the Holy Emperor, and obey his orders."

"Father Khan!"

Sukai hearing this, and he instinctively shouted out, but then immediately fell silent. He looked at Qiu Yan and showed fear, but the latter didn't even look at him.

On the other side, Duolu hesitated for a moment, a hint of determination in his eyes, and then stepped forward, standing behind Yebalu, and bowed with his hand on his chest.

Boom!

The next moment, Qiu Yan's consciousness jolted, and his Fortune underwent a rapid change. The Fortune originating from the Three Waters Tribe roared in and merged into it. The Yin Spirit residing in his body trembled violently, and its momentum surged!

A misty cloud of air was born within it, vaguely resembling the scene of a tribe!

"The Fourth Realm, Spiritual Light, Fortune in and out qi...?"

Qiu Yan was not surprised; on the contrary, she became even calmer.

"To subdue a nation brings such rewards. What would one expect if one were to destroy a country? However, the Karma of destroying a nation are too great. If one does not act in accordance with the will of Heaven, one's physical body simply cannot bear the burden."

Thinking this, Qiu Yan waved his sleeve again, and the invisible force suppressing everyone dissipated. One by one, the nobles of Three Rivers stood up again, but they looked at each other, not knowing how to conduct themselves.

At that moment, a sharp cry came from the sky, and a large eagle swooped down in panic, clearly startled by the Military School Order.

"Isn't this the eagle that the eldest prince kept for communicating with the Rouluo?"

Immediately, someone recognized the eagle's origin. Then, the eagle fell to the ground, and a letter floated down from its claws, landing right in front of Old Khan Yebalu. He looked down and, upon seeing the words on it, his pupils dilated suddenly.

Duolu, standing nearby, glanced at the contents and immediately froze.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" The panicked Heluolü had already sensed something was wrong when he saw the old Khan bending over. Now, like a frightened bird, he scrambled over, glanced at the letter, and couldn't help but exclaim, "The Left Wise King's Tribe has been wiped out by the Central Plains people?"

His voice was exceptionally sharp and loud, and everyone around him could hear it clearly!

"The tribe of the Left Wise King has been wiped out?"

With mixed feelings of disbelief and doubt, the nobles of Three Rivers had different expressions, but soon all their eyes were focused on the head. Their hearts were surging, and they felt as if all their strength had been drained away, leaving them weak all over.

When the head of the Left Wise King appeared, they could still insist it was fake, but the giant eagle used for communication was raised and trained by the people of Three Rivers from a young age. If it were taken hostage, it would die on the spot, making it difficult to transmit false messages.

"This... could very well be the head of the Left Wise King!"

This news became the final straw that broke the camel's back!

Everyone's gaze returned to Qiu Yan, and their feelings were completely different. Their eyes were filled with fear, dread, and terror. This emotion caused the Fortune of their respective clans to pour out and flow into Qiu Yan.

Fortune shifted, the Military School Order changed accordingly, transmitting various Military School strategies, all of which were clearly related to destroying a nation and seizing people's hearts. As a result, Qiu Yan's aura rose steadily, exuding an imposing presence without anger!

Within his soul, two nascent Military Canon were about to take shape. With a tremor, one of them jumped out, its cover becoming clearer, faintly forming a single character, yet still somewhat blurry.

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