The backlash of the mighty dragon-tiger qi struck the Mother of Heaven. Lin Feng looked up, as though watching a dazzling display of fireworks.
Though the Great Song suffered defeat after defeat on the battlefield.
Though the Great Song was a complete mess when it came to its people's livelihoods.
Though the Yellow River had burst its banks under the Great Song's flood management.
Though the Great Song's administration was bloated with surplus officials and soldiers.
Though illicit shrines and heretical worship flourished throughout the Great Song, with five men forming a band of brigands and three a gang of thieves, it was still a Central Plains dynasty. Against the onslaught of its qi channels, the Mother of Heaven could not win.
She was nothing but a parasite!
She was not black light. This blow would keep her quiet for centuries.
Seeing this, Lin Feng clapped his hands.
He knew it was over.
That felt good.
In other words, Lin Feng had finally put his mind at ease.
The Great Song's dragon-tiger qi could inflict damage that all but struck at the Mother of Heaven's foundations. Yet to the dragon-tiger qi, she was insignificant. Her impact would, at most, wake the sleeping princes and nobles for a little while tonight.
But the damage from the dragon-tiger qi would leave the Mother of Heaven with wounds that were difficult to heal. Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night for her.
He walked out of the duke's estate and saw people blocking his way.
This was expected. His methods could not fool many people in Dongjing, a city teeming with experts. The princes and nobles had felt their hearts flutter.
But these Daoists, sorcerers, and Monks had the ability to detect what had happened. Those who had now come out to