Chapter 1325

"Resurrect him!"

"Ding, congratulations to the Host on successfully summoning a Martial General of the Divine Emperor Eighth Layer. East Peak Taishan Zhang Guifang pays respects to Your Majesty!"

As the voice faded, light flickered, and a burly figure stood in the middle of the field.

At this moment, the other party's gaze fixed on Ximen Wudi, a look of excitement surfacing in his eyes.

He had not expected that he would have such a fortuitous opportunity.

To actually throw in his lot with the Great Han within Ancestor Hongmeng.

Not only could he repay the kindness shown him.

Most importantly, Ximen Wudi possessed the Divine Demon Pill.

Once he consumed it, he could raise his realm.

When that time came, he would surely be able to break through to the Divine Monarch realm.

"Rise!"

Ximen Wudi said indifferently.

Then, he continued to give orders.

"Kill for me!"

This battle could truly be called incomparably brutal.

Of the Ximen Clan members, apart from Ximen Qing, not a single one survived.

After the great army withdrew.

Only then did everyone heave a sigh of relief.

And at the same time.

Ximen Wudi began to enter closed-door cultivation.

He prepared to advance his realm.

Although he had been diligently cultivating every day during this period.

He still felt that he was far too distant from the Divine King Ninth Layer.

If he did not seize the time to cultivate.

He simply could not catch up to Tong Xiangyu's footsteps.

At this moment, he was cultivating within his residence.

And just as he entered cultivation.

Within the Ximen Clan's secret chamber.

The Ximen Clan Head's injuries had finally healed.

A cold killing intent radiated from his eyes.

"The Han Emperor has bullied us beyond endurance. Our Ximen Clan must take revenge.

You three, immediately follow me to the Great Han.

Remember, rescue Ximen Qing at any cost!"

Upon hearing the order, the remaining Elders of the Ximen Clan all spoke deferentially.

"Yes, Clan Head!"

After that, the group set off toward the distance.

Meanwhile, the Great Han was also undergoing earth-shattering changes.

The common folk of every prefecture had been swept through by the Great Han's campaigns, and all the noble families had also surrendered.

Every obstruction along the way had been thoroughly cleared away.

And just as the news of the Great Han's occupation of the Ximen Clan had just been delivered to the Lingxiao Sacred Court.

A look of astonishment immediately appeared on the face of the Lingxiao Divine Monarch.

The Ximen Clan possessed a powerhouse of the Divine King Ninth Layer, after all.

Yet they had been slain by the Great Han.

Such a matter was far too shocking.

But now was not the time to consider these things.

Currently, the surrounding powers were all watching like tigers eyeing their prey.

And just as he was lost in thought.

The Prime Minister seated below spoke up.

"Divine Monarch, Your Majesty, the Great Han's strength has now risen. What do you think—should we not make a decision on this matter!"

Upon hearing the voice, the Lingxiao Divine Monarch's brows furrowed.

He said slowly.

"Dispatch an envoy to go pay respects to the Han Emperor and inquire about the other's attitude. After all, we have not yet torn faces with them.

Hopefully we can reconcile!"

As his voice rang out.

The envoy walked out.

Over these years, the continent had been in turmoil, with all races contending for dominance.

Yet the Great Han had never taken part.

Now, however, it left people unable to fathom.

They did not know what attitude the other party would take.

Even Lingxiao Divine Monarch could not make out the other's bearings.

Therefore, the envoy, having just walked out of the palace,

was preparing to set out on his journey.

Only, just as he had just appeared on the street,

before he could ride out,

a burst of shouting and killing rose up.

Several thousand cavalry charged toward him.

These were all black-armored cavalry.

Blades in their hands swung.

"Clang clang!"

In the blink of an eye, the carriages in the envoy party were hacked apart.

The envoy himself died among them.

Fresh blood splattered across the void.

"The envoy of His Majesty the Han Emperor has fallen—run!"

A soldier shouted.

This was a group of ordinary commoners.

They had no strength, and the Han's military discipline was strict.

Therefore, upon hearing the sound,

they scattered in all directions.

Only those black-armored cavalry remained, standing still on the spot.

And at this very moment,

in the distance, a figure appeared.

This man was none other than the Second Elder of the Ximen clan.

He was tall and broad.

His whole body was covered in muscle.

Upon seeing those routed commoners, a fierce glint flashed and vanished in his eyes.

Then he coldly barked,

"The Han Emperor actually dared to kill a disciple of my clan.