For a moment, murderous intent soared to the heavens!
The battle cries were like rolling thunder, echoing through the nine heavens!
Three hundred thousand Xiongnu iron cavalry swept forward, trampling the earth like a surging torrent!
At this moment, the sky above seemed to reflect Qin Xiao's predicament.
Ten thousand miles of dark clouds pressed down heavily, closing in from both sides to obscure the sun in the sky!
It seemed as if they would completely bury the sunlight in shadow!
"Your Majesty!"
"Quick, protect His Majesty!"
Countless Great Qin soldiers roared until their voices grew hoarse.
Huang Hansheng coughed up mouthfuls of blood, clutching his sword-pierced chest as old tears streamed down his face.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! You must not die!"
He stumbled and staggered, rushing toward Qin Xiao.
They wanted to rush forward to help, but how could infantry outrun cavalry?
They could only stare with eyes nearly splitting from their sockets, watching helplessly as Qin Xiao faced this certain-death situation all alone!
No one believed Qin Xiao could survive.
No matter how strong he was, he was still made of flesh and blood. Facing the full force of three hundred thousand iron cavalry and the one hundred thousand remnants of the Great Zhou army, he was undoubtedly doomed!
"Hahaha! Qin Xiao, go to hell! This is the price you pay for provoking me!"
Xiao Xuance sat on his horse, gripping the reins, laughing up at the sky like a madman.
"I will make sure you die without a burial place! I will make you regret everything you did to resist me today!"
He hated Qin Xiao to the core!
Why couldn't Qin Xiao just obediently listen to him?
Why did he have to resist to the bitter end?
Well, now it was done. He had ultimately become the one to topple Great Qin!
He blamed all of this entirely on Qin Xiao.
In his eyes, no matter which direction Qin Xiao tried to break through, it was certain death!
On the left, the Xiongnu iron cavalry was crushing forward.
On the right, the one hundred thousand remnants of the Great Zhou army were charging with monstrous fury.
No matter his choice, Qin Xiao was undoubtedly dead!
Facing the dread of certain death.
Qin Xiao remained expressionless.
His long hair danced in the wind, and his tall, straight body stood like a sword supporting the heavens and the earth, exuding an ultimate, piercing sharpness!
His eyes were calm and profound, without a single ripple of emotion.
"System, use the Myriad Slave Mark! Target: King of Xiongnu!"
He actually wanted to test just how powerful this Myriad Slave Mark really was.
Could it change a person's mindset, or even their consciousness?
After all, a person with as resolute a mind as the King of Xiongnu had been forged in the blood and fire of the battlefield.
She could not possibly be affected by mere hypnosis or mind-bewitching arts.
So, Qin Xiao wanted to see exactly how the system would pull this off!
Ding!
The system's voice rang out in his mind.
Myriad Slave Mark used successfully! Target marked: King of Xiongnu!
An invisible fluctuation rippled outward.
Like a gust of wind, it swept across the face of the King of Xiongnu.
In just a fleeting moment, her face, previously filled with hatred, suddenly became bewildered.
"What... is this King doing?"
She was somewhat confused.
A few fragmented scenes flashed rapidly through her mind.
"Kill Qin Xiao... avenge Yan'er..."
"Ugh, ah!"
The King of Xiongnu clutched her head, crying out in pain as her beautiful brows furrowed tightly.
A tearing agony emanated from within her head, causing her entire body to tremble.
That pain felt as though it was going to rip her soul apart!
In just the span of a few breaths.
The King of Xiongnu raised her head again, her eyes completely changed.
The murderous intent had dissipated, replaced by a trace of complexity.
"Why did I want to kill Qin Xiao?"
"He is my great master. How could I ever raise a hand against him?"
She muttered to herself, lowering her scimitar.
She looked once more at the indomitable man on the battlefield, looking down proudly upon the masses.
In an instant, her pretty face flushed red. Her eyes grew hazy, and her exotic features actually revealed an imperceptible infatuation.
"A man like my master is truly unique in this world."
As for that Wu Yan'er, she couldn't even compare to a single strand of her master's hair!
Slap!
The King of Xiongnu raised her hand and slapped her own face.
"Master is peerless in this world. How could someone like me dare to covet him?"
She forcibly suppressed the throbbing in her heart. Her gaze toward Qin Xiao now held nothing but endless worship and a deeply hidden yearning.
It could be said that Qin Xiao was her everything.
If Qin Xiao ordered her to die, she would do so without hesitation!
Off to the side,
The Xiongnu generals watched their king, completely baffled for a moment.
Why was their king slapping herself?
Before they could even react.
They heard a cold tone.
"At all costs, kill Xiao Xuance!"
"Rest assured, King, we will definitely kill Qin..."
Wait a minute!
The group of Xiongnu generals widened their eyes to the size of saucers, all turning to look at the King of Xiongnu.
No, that's not right, is it?
What was going on?
Weren't they supposed to kill Qin Xiao?
Did the wind get in their ears? Had they misheard?
Meeting everyone's bewildered gazes, the King of Xiongnu offered absolutely no explanation.
"Those who disobey this King's command... will be executed!"
These words reached the ears of all the Xiongnu generals with crystal clarity.
It caused their expressions to change drastically!
They didn't understand what exactly had happened, but their king's orders had to be executed without question!
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
