Destroy a Nation, Extinguish a People, Erase a Name

Upon entering the settlement, one immediately senses an atmosphere of deathly stillness and despair pervading the area. The elderly, women, and children along the way all have lifeless eyes, showing no reaction whatsoever even when they see Qiu Yan, Meng Qingluo, and the others approaching.

"This is what it looks like when a tribe is destroyed," Meng Qingluo remarked, observing the expressions on the faces of the people along the way.

Qiu Yan remained silent, simply taking steps forward.

This last settlement of the Tulang Tribe was laid out simply and appeared chaotic, as they were refugees and had no time for careful planning or arrangement.

After being relentlessly pursued by Qiu Yan, the remnants of the Tulang Tribe sought refuge with another tribe and were settled here, becoming the flank of that tribe to defend against external enemies. Therefore, this settlement was originally connected to that tribe.

However, after all the able-bodied men of the Tulang Tribe were sacrificed and their bodies withered, Qiu Yan stirred up the pillar of energy and broke through the cultivators including Ding Chunzi in one fell swoop, suppressing them all. This earth-shattering scene had long frightened the tribe that had taken in Tu Lang, and they were filled with regret, but they knew it was too late.

In the end, the entire tribe decided to flee, running away hastily, not even daring to face Qiu Yan.

Now, looking around, one can see a large area of empty tents, littered with debris, and many messy footprints on the ground, showing how hurriedly those people left.

Of course, not everyone left. Many frail and elderly people were left behind. These people were usually a burden on the tribe, so why would they be taken along in a time of crisis?

In addition, many slaves were also left behind. Upon seeing Qiu Yan, they immediately became excited, shouting and jumping around. If their hands and feet had not been restrained, they would have run over immediately.

This also spread Qiu Yan's reputation across the Grasslands, making him known to many tribal slaves. There was no need for further promotion; people were already surrendering.

Qiu Yan had made arrangements for these people; someone would go and gather them up. But right now, his target was very clear—

The camp located in the center of the Tu Lang remnants.

Although it was a flight from disaster and there was little room for elaborate arrangements, the outer tents and the central courtyard were still clearly distinguishable. The outer tents were surrounded by the tents of the powerful and wealthy, who considered themselves of noble lineage and precious lives. They used other people's tents as a barrier, distributed around the perimeter for defense, and in critical moments, it could also buy them time to escape.

However, they are now unable to escape. Ding Chunzi has gone all out this time, using a clever method to sacrifice the entire tribe. To achieve the best effect, the Fortune of the upper echelons of the Tulang Tribe is needed, so the space around the tent has long been sealed off by Technique Method.

Those caught in the middle of it cannot escape, let alone move to blend in with the elderly, women, and children on the outer perimeter.

However, this invisible barrier could not stop Qiu Yan. He walked up to it, flicked his sleeve, and heard a crackling sound. The barrier shattered and turned into invisible Spiritual Qi, which then dissipated. He then took a step forward, moving like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of the central tent, raising his hand to grab.

Condensate!

The space around the tent froze completely. Inside the tent, the nobles, who had been bound and unable to move, regained their freedom when Qiu Yan broke the barrier. The few who were ready to escape immediately tried to use their strength to run away, but Qiu Yan's move froze them in place. Their bodies stiffened, and they watched in fear as Qiu Yan and Meng Qingluo entered the tent.

A number of people had gathered in the tent. They were rather rough in appearance, but dressed in very luxurious clothes. They were all high-ranking members of the clan. Because Ding Chunzi had locked up the surrounding tents, they had gathered in the main tent in a panic.

"Spare me!"

We are willing to serve you as our Lord! We will serve you for life!

"The strong are respected; we wish to honor you as Khan!"

After several days of pursuit, they already knew what Qiu Yan looked like and roughly guessed Qiu Yan personality. Seeing that the situation was not good, they didn't say much and directly expressed their stance and begged for mercy.

"You have no right to bargain with Qiu!" Qiu Yan ignored him. He still remembered how arrogant and Bu Yichi the young chief of this tribe was at the city gate, and how the cavalry surrounded the caravan without saying a word. The people of this tribe were like tigers and wolves, they had no sense of righteousness, they only recognized strength. The more they begged for mercy, the more it showed their ferocity, and they wanted to "endure hardship and bide their time".

With another flick of his sleeve, a gust of wind rose within the tent, lifting several people who were trying to escape and whose bodies had frozen, and placing them among the crowd. This only increased the panic and fear in everyone's hearts, leaving them wondering what Qiu Yan was up to.

Who is Duo Muhe?

Then, Qiu Yan's question made their hearts jump into their throats, and they subconsciously turned their heads, their gazes falling on one person.

This was a middle-aged man, but his face looked very old, and his spirit was particularly dejected. Only his bones and physique revealed his former glory.

This man was the one who led the attack on the Dingchang Army. At that time, he was still strong and full of energy. However, after Qiu Yan broke through Tu Lang and pursued him several times, under the dual torment of physical and mental exhaustion, this son of the tribal chief quickly fell into a state of paranoia. His energy and spirit deteriorated day by day, and he became increasingly old.

In terms of status, he could be considered Bu Yichi's elder brother. Bu Yichi was sent by the Left Wise King to test Dingchang City. He thought that with the support of the tribe and the Left Wise King, no one would dare to do anything to him, so he was fearless. When he arrived in the city, he became even more arrogant and domineering, showing his past nature of massacring the people of the Central Plains. However, he was killed by Qiu Yan.

This was originally a matter of hatred, but the Tulang Tribe took it out on Dingchang City. When the Rouluo people issued an order to their four largest vassal tribes to send troops to harass the enemy's rear, the Tulang Tribe immediately volunteered. However, they did not expect that this would bring them great disaster.

"We were just following orders," the man said dejectedly, glancing at Qiu Yan.

Qiu Yan nodded and said, "When two countries clash, each serves its own master. This is perfectly understandable and nothing to worry about. Besides, I killed your young master, which is also a grudge. It's only natural for you to seek revenge."

Upon hearing this, both Duo Muhe and the other upper-class nobles were taken aback, then their faces lit up with joy and hope, thinking that Qiu Yan would, like the officials of the Central Plains in the past, use appeasement and benevolence to show kindness.

Although they lacked benevolence and righteousness, they appreciated the kindness and righteousness shown to them by the people of the Central Plains, which they then exploited.

"If Your Excellency can spare our lives, we are willing to submit to the Southern Kingdom and guard the borders of Great Rui for generations!" said the oldest elder. The leader of the Tulang Tribe, Yehu, was already in poor health and had recently passed away due to internal and external troubles. The tribe, in chaos, was led by the elders and a few of the leaders' blood relatives.

However, Qiu Yan's next sentence plunged them back into despair—

"When you joined the Rouluo, did you make similar statements? Let's not say such things again. If you're willing to risk your lives for your lord and raise an army for revenge, you must be prepared to pay the price. Nothing in this world is absolute. You believe that the strongest will prevail, and you should have no complaints about your current predicament. Why act like children? Besides, I, Qiu, have made a promise to someone, and I have no reason to let it go. You can take revenge, and I can keep my promise. Right and wrong will be judged by Karma."

At this point, he glanced at Duo Muhe and said, "I'll give you a chance. Kill yourself here. I won't exterminate the remnants of the Tulang Tribe, but they will no longer be recorded in history and will be incorporated into other tribes."

"You!" Duo Muhe's eyes widened, about to erupt, but he quickly deflated, knowing there was no turning back. He then sneered, "You're right. If you do something, you must be prepared to pay the price. Today you are strong, forcing us into a desperate situation, but the Rouluo people are not weak either. They might wipe out the Central Plains. I'll go first and wait for you in the Underworld!" With that, he drew a short knife from his waist, then suddenly leaped up and pounced on Qiu Yan, who was right in front of him!

Instantly, murderous intent filled the air!

Just now, Qiu Yan released the binding force while speaking, allowing Duo Muhe to regain his ability to move!

However, a flash of cold light appeared, the blade shifted, and plunged directly into the man's chest.

"Puff!"

Duo Muhe's eyes widened, blood gushed from his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment and fear. He then collapsed to the ground, his hands and feet trembling.

"No... I don't want to die... I shouldn't die... I don't want to die..."

Amidst the groans, the trembling body finally fell silent.

"So imposing when taking lives, yet utterly terrified when facing death themselves..." Looking at the corpses at his feet, Qiu Yan shook his head. "If one day my consciousness also faces Void Ruins and destruction, I wonder what it will be like..."

As he was thinking, he looked up and his gaze swept over everyone. Those he saw all lowered their heads.

"I am willing to surrender..."

The elder sighed and knelt on the ground. The others followed suit. This meant that, as Qiu Yan had said, they would be incorporated into other tribes. From then on, the name Tulang Tribe and Tu Lang people would disappear from the north and south of the Great Desert.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Void suddenly surged with waves. The Karma Fortune intertwined with the name of Tu Lang, like a boiling river, poured out of the Void and landed directly on Qiu Yan.

Boom!

After passing through the Three Rivers, Qiu Yan's Fortune had already skyrocketed, and now it was even more surging, rising continuously like Great Qi pointing straight to the sky!

However, within this Fortune, there is also a thick black mist, which is Karmic Sin.

Destroying a nation, wiping out the human race, and erasing human names—this is an immense karmic Karma, one that cultivators simply cannot bear!

However, golden light soon rose again, revealing the smiles of fallen generals from the Northern Frontier. The Karma of numerous Grasslands slaves intertwined, colliding with Karmic Sin, canceling each other out, and the scattered auras finally converged into a promise.

"Just as I expected, annihilating a nation or people without cause is Karmic Sin. But if there is a reason for going to war, the merits and demerits can offset each other. It is in accordance with Heaven and the people, and one can even gain the Fortune of good fortune. No wonder that throughout history, those who lead cavalry to go to war always have to find an excuse, or at least make up a few if they don't have one..."

Thinking this, five Order descended from the sky, and the promise rose up. The two merged, intertwining with several Spiritual Light, and Old Kai's figure was also among them. (To be continued...)

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