Chapter 1278

At this moment, a trace of regret stirred in his heart.

Had he known back then that the Great Zhou would be so brutally savage.

Even if it meant death, he would never have gotten involved.

"All of this is this emperor's fault. It is I who have brought ruin upon you all!"

Liu Zheng spoke slowly, opening his mouth.

A bitter smile surfaced on his face.

Then, he continued to speak.

"Notify every general, assemble the troops.

Prepare to counterattack!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Hearing the command, Yang Jian spoke with deep reverence.

But Ximen Wudi paid him no further heed, turning and taking his leave.

When Ximen Wudi returned to the imperial city.

The Great Zhou's army had long since finished assembling.

Yet, under his command, this vast host of soldiers.

Was still ceaselessly shifting and redeploying.

Clearly, this time Ximen Wudi had resolved to fight the enemy to the death, a struggle where only one side would survive.

However, at that very moment, in the void a thousand myriad li distant from Great Zhou.

A continent of immense, matchless scale floated suspended in the air.

Upon it, banners and pennants snapped and fluttered in the wind.

Boundless divine light shimmered and pulsed overhead.

At the center of that continent, a middle-aged man sat quietly upon Wang Zuo.

A trace of anxious color.

Beside him stood Zhuge Liang, along with Cao Cao and a host of other ministers.

At this moment, his countenance was solemn and grave, yet a sliver of anxiety flickered in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, must we truly make an enemy of this Great Zhou?

That Jehovah is the younger brother of the Lord of the Divine Court.

If he were to fall, I fear the Divine Court would dispatch reinforcements!"

"Hmph, do you suppose this Great Zhou is any easier to provoke?

Nowadays, the other's power has expanded far too swiftly, already exceeding the bounds of our control.

Coupled with the aid of those reclusive clans.

Even at their weakest, the other party now stands on par with those ancient deities.

If we wish to occupy Ancestor Hongmeng, it will be exceedingly difficult; to clash with them would only bring us devastating losses!"

Hearing these words, the middle-aged scholar's brows furrowed, and after a moment of silent deliberation he spoke.

"But if we do not eliminate them now, they will surely become a mortal threat to us in the days to come!"

Cao Mengde spoke nonetheless.

"Sigh, let us fight first. If truly we cannot prevail.

When the time comes, we shall entreat those ancient beings to intervene. This matter must be done!"

The middle-aged scholar said with a sigh.

And the instant his voice fell silent.

The great army had already reached the fringes of Ancestor Hongmeng.

At this moment, Ximen Wudi stood atop the imperial dragon carriage, gazing toward Ancestor Hongmeng in the distance.

A thick, surging battle intent blazed in his eyes.

"Roar!"

He saw a legion grow ever more condensed and solid within his gaze.

These warriors had all been summoned by him from the Primordial Wilds.

Each one's strength, within the present-day Ancestor Hongmeng, could be counted among the peak experts.

Now, having received Ximen Wudi's imperial decree, none dared show the slightest negligence.

They came charging straight toward Great Zhou.

In the span of a brief moment, they had already arrived within the military camp.

"This humble general pays his respects to Your Majesty!"

The gathered figures within the great tent watched as Ximen Wudi bowed and paid reverent homage.

"Mm, from this day forth, you shall be incorporated into the Imperial Guard.

Your mission: to protect this emperor, and to safeguard the safety of Great Zhou!"

Ximen Wudi spoke indifferently, a sliver of satisfaction surfacing in his eyes.

Now, within the Great Zhou's army.

The Imperial Guard numbered a full eighteen divisions.

Each one possessed the cultivation of the Ninth Heaven of Sainthood.

Currently, fifty thousand of them were garrisoned within the territory of the Great Qin Empire.

Apart from Ximen Wudi himself, no one else dared to defy.

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"As you command!"

Hearing the voice, the general spoke respectfully.

Then, he withdrew.

Although he was a peak Ninth-Heaven Saint realm expert.

Before Ximen Wudi, however, he didn't even dare to take a deep breath.

This was the first time he had felt so utterly insignificant.

"Pass down the order: all the great armies are to assemble. Today we march to attack the Dayan Imperial Court!"

Just as the general was about to step out of the great hall.

Ximen Wudi's icy voice rang out.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Hearing the voice, the general below spoke respectfully.

Then, he withdrew.

In an instant, the entire Ancestor Hongmeng boiled over.

The Great Zhou had begun its campaign against the Dayan Imperial Court.

And at this moment, in another region.

"Hahaha, this time, Great Zhou is finally going to have bad luck.

Jehovah himself leads the troops — the enemy is sure to die.

This Great Zhou has risen far too quickly; we simply can't resist them.

It's just that we don't know when exactly our Majesty will arrive.

Otherwise, this time, Great Zhou will surely be destroyed!"

A burly general spoke excitedly.

After his words fell.

Excitement showed on every face present.

But just as everyone's voices had barely faded—

1111 — execution of the nine clans!

A vast, mighty voice rang out.