Everyone was utterly horrified.
Although they had long known that Yu Huatian's purpose in unifying the Jianghu was to attack Great Qing.
They still had not expected this day to come so soon!
The Jianghu had yet to be unified, yet Yu Huatian had already issued the order, unable to wait any longer.
Moreover, destroying Great Qing in three months-what an Arabian Nights fantasy that sounded like!
But little time had passed since the battle against the Great Banner Alliance. That overturned cart still stood right before their eyes as a warning.
Faced with Yu Huatian's command, no one dared object in the end. They all accepted their orders and went off to discuss how to carry them out.
Soon, everyone left.
Only the Night Emperor, the Five Elements Ancestor, Ma Jinliang, and the others remained in the inn.
The Night Emperor looked at Yu Huatian and frowned. "You're being a little hasty."
Yu Huatian's expression remained calm. "Not hasty. The timing is just right."
"I've spent a year preparing for this. If the combined strength of the entire Jianghu can't even deal with a mere band of Manchu Tartars, either Great Qing is too powerful or these Jianghu factions are too worthless. In that case, I'll simply count myself unlucky."
The Night Emperor was somewhat speechless, but upon reflection, that did seem to be the case.
Together, the major forces of Wulin numbered hundreds of thousands of martial artists. They could easily form an army of martial artists and deal with the Imperial Court.
But why, over so many years, had Wulin repeatedly suffered encirclement and suppression by the Imperial Court, sustaining devastating casualties?
The root cause was still their bitter infighting.
For fame and profit, they ignored outside enemies and fought one another endlessly. A single disagreement left