Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 395 Changes in the Immortal List

After determining the general strategy, several people began to discuss carefully, fill in the details, and formulate a preliminary outline.

The day flowed in discussions.

Although there was no rest for the entire day, everyone was extremely excited because a new policy would be formulated in their hands and change the current political landscape.

"Your Majesty, when will the Huang family be punished?"

After the discussion, Xiao He raised a question. Until now, Qin Wudao had only said that he wanted to kill the nine Huang clans, but had not given a clear order.

Killing the nine tribes was the most cruel punishment in the Qin Dynasty.

Once an ancient ethnic group like the Huang family is executed by the Nine Tribes, millions or even more people will be implicated.

Taking into account the cruelty of the punishment, the punishment procedure for promulgating the execution of the Nine Tribes was very strict and required the king's decree, the approval of the three prime ministers, and legal approval by the Ministry of Punishment and Dali Temple before it could be implemented.

"Immediately! Immediately!"

Qin Wudao's face darkened when he mentioned the Huang family. In less than two years, the Huang family had killed hundreds of thousands of people. If those who had been murdered before were pursued, there would probably be countless people.

He has no good impression of this dirty, bloody ethnic group and just wants to get rid of it quickly.

"As you command!"

Xiao He calmly handed over his hand. His attitude also indicated that Huang's fate had come to an end.

"Also, please count the number of local clan officials!"

Qin Wudao ordered again.

"As you command!"

Many ministers stood up and saluted respectfully.

"Okay, go down and get busy!"

Qin Wudao waved his hand and unlocked the barrier. It was already night, the light outside the palace was dim, and countless stars were twinkling, like a Milky Way, flowing in the sky.

The ministers left the imperial study in an orderly manner, and under the leadership of the guards, left the palace.

"Li Ru!"

Qin Wudao sat on the imperial chair and shouted into the empty void.

"I'm here!"

The void rippled, and Li Ru, wearing a black robe, appeared, his aura hidden, his body completely integrated into the void, and it seemed as if he did not exist at all.

"Send the Abyss Guards and cooperate with the Secret Guards to investigate the major clans. I want to know what they are going to do!"

Qin Wudao ordered, murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"My lord, take your orders!"

Li Ru saluted, and his body began to fade until it completely disappeared.

The body is like a ghost, the shape is like a ghost!

With Qin Wudao's eyesight, he couldn't see clearly when Li Ru left or how he left.

"The cultivation level is still a bit weak. Once the clan is dealt with, we will retreat to break through the quasi-emperor."

Qin Wudao murmured to himself. Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart. He hurriedly walked out of the hall and looked at the 'immortal list' hanging high in the sky.

The dazzling brilliance has come to an end.

A sense of twilight emerged from the ‘immortal list’.

Just at that moment, the rankings on the 'immortal list' changed drastically. More than a hundred names disappeared, including the five-element reincarnation body Jin Baoqian, the seven-aperture exquisite body Murong Zi, and the Supreme Forgetting Body Hanshuo.

The first place on the 'Immortal List' became the Soul Martial Ancestor with the divine body of Void Avenue, and the second place was Dongfang Zhantian, who had the divine body of space and time.

And Qin Wudao's name suddenly jumped to eleven!

"Yongsheng Pavilion, you really have to do it!"

Qin Wudao murmured and couldn't help but feel a chill on his back.

With so many geniuses fallen, the mainland’s holy land isn’t completely crazy?

It can be seen that a big war is coming!

"No, Da Qin must speed up its development, otherwise it will not be able to gain a foothold in troubled times!"

Qin Wudao clenched his fists, with a strong sense of crisis that made him very eager to become stronger.

The tide of the times is mighty and mighty. If you want to set sail in the tide and cross the other side, you must strengthen your own strength.

Ninefold Holy Court!

The masters of the major holy places who were discussing the encirclement and suppression of Yongsheng Pavilion raised their heads at the same time, piercing through the eaves with sharp eyes and saw the names of the 'Immortal List' vanishing into thin air.

"Zi'er!"

When the Ice Jade Soul in the Linglong Holy Land saw Murong Zi's name disappear, she looked up to the sky and cried out sadly, leaving tears of regret.

There are only two possibilities for a name to disappear from the 'immortal list'. The first is to be squeezed off the 'immortal list' by other geniuses, and the other is to die.

Murong Zi is one of the top ten geniuses and cannot be squeezed out. There is only the second possibility.

Lord Yongsheng is dead!

"Hanshuo, I'm sorry for you!"

The old man seeking Tao's eyes were red, and he slumped in the chair, as if his strength had been drained, and his expression was a little dull.

The Master of the Ksitigarbha Academy, the Master of the Ancient Clan, the Master of the Ice and Snow Holy Court, and others were also immersed in grief. Their descendants also died.

"Revenge! Kill to the Eternal Life Pavilion and avenge the dead descendants!"

Jin Yinduo punched the armrest, turning the chair beneath him into ashes.

He stood up and erupted with terrifying murderous aura and evil spirit, turning the world of Jiuzhong Mustard Seed into blood red, and the void was trembling violently, almost collapsing.

"That's right! Destroy the Yongsheng Pavilion!"

"Kill! Immortal Eternal Life Pavilion, I will never die in peace!"

The grieving strong men all roared angrily, their eyes were scarlet, revealing a violent aura, and their bodies exuded wisps of black aura, as if they were possessed by a demon.

The Jiuzhong Mustard Seed World trembled, and all the creatures living in the Mustard Seed World were unable to move and had difficulty breathing.

"Quiet!"

"If you want revenge, just follow my arrangements!"

Dongfang Wendao shouted loudly, and the mighty imperial power shrouded him, and formations rose into the sky, cutting off the auras of the powerful ones.

The emperor's voice reached their ears, and everyone calmed down temporarily. There is no point in getting angry now. The Yongsheng Pavilion is not an ordinary force. If they attack rashly without a careful plan, they will only die without a burial place.

"This war, to a large extent, is related to our survival. We must mobilize the most elite legions and the most powerful warriors to fully open up the foundation."

Dongfang Wenwen looked around at everyone and ordered sternly.

Kirin Holy Land!

Although the environment is still beautiful, there is a sense of decline in the air.

When he was the enemy of the Great Qin Holy Court, he lost many emperor-level warriors one after another, and his home was stolen by the Thousand Demons Holy Court, resulting in heavy losses.

When the five pillars of the Eastern Border were established, they were attacked by the Thousand Demons Holy Court, Qionghua Holy Land, and Zixia Holy Land. The country fell and more than half of the disciples were killed or injured.

Before they could catch their breath, the Cold Water War broke out, dealing a fatal blow to the already scarred Kirin Holy Land.

The backlash of luck has caused the luck gathered in the Kirin Holy Land to become very thin, only one-tenth of what it was in its heyday. In addition, the people are boiling with resentment, karma is adding up, and the sect is already dead.

"Ancestor, something serious has happened!"

"Qionghua Holy Land, Thousand Demons Holy Land, and Zixia Holy Land are launching attacks again!"

In the ancestral hall, Ancestor Wanlin was lamenting about life. After hearing the report from Holy Lord Qilin, his face darkened and he was extremely sad.

The war had just ended, and the Eastern Territory had suffered heavy losses. The three major forces attacking at this time were probably with the intention of destroying the Kirin Holy Land.

What should he do?

"Send the order, the army gathers the defense line and defends the Qilin Dao domain."

(End of chapter)