That night, Altan Khan lowered his banners and stilled his drums, making no move to deploy his army. He seemed to be genuinely considering surrender and tribute.
Chen Gui and the others paid it little mind. As long as they kept Huang Taiji securely guarded, they need not worry about Altan Khan misbehaving.
In the end, Huang Taiji failed to retain even a trace of true qi. His cultivation plunged rapidly from the peak of Tongyou to nothing. He could only watch his true qi drain away, utterly powerless to stop it, his eyes bloodshot and crimson with anxiety.
Timur could do nothing either. The couple were deeply attached to each other. Seeing Huang Taiji reduced to an ordinary man, with no hope of escaping alone, he willingly let Chen Gui seal his internal energy, asking only to be imprisoned with Huang Taiji so he could console him.
Twenty years of arduous cultivation, lost in a single day!
The blow was simply too great.
For someone like Huang Taiji, who bore such high expectations and was proud to his very bones, it was all the more devastating!
These two were important bargaining chips of exalted status. Chen Gui did not deliberately make things difficult for them. He simply sealed Timur's internal energy and waited for Altan Khan to ransom them.
-with his method of sealing meridians, no one below Faxiang could undo it.
Overnight, eleven of the Thirteen Wings had died, one had been crippled, and the last had become a prisoner. Twenty years of Altan Khan's nurturing had effectively come to nothing!
The previous Thirteenth Guardian's bloody death had also been avenged.
Without his thirteen finest assassins, assassinating border generals would be harder than ever.
Dushi City.
The prison.
Cao Jinxing and his two brothers, all experts at guarding