Chapter 5993 This Is the Imperial Struggle!
After using a few moves to deal with the young girls who seemed to be fighting to the death for the Shenzhi clan, Qin Yichen glanced at the statue in a Taoist palace.
"This statue seems to be the patriarch of a certain generation of the Shenzhi clan? Senior, let him go. Why let Feng smash your monument?"
In an instant, I saw a strong wind blowing in a dilapidated Taoist palace. The statue of the Shenzhi tribe, which was holding silk threads and carrying elegant manners, trembled suddenly, and the jade tablet under it was constantly trembling.
The statue's eyes were filled with sadness, unwillingness and helplessness. Finally, as the jade stele trembled, the strong men of the Shenzhi tribe who had been hiding in the secret realm were released one after another.
Qin Yichen glanced around and found that there were tens of thousands of people, and there were three to five elders hiding among them.
The three or five elders looked at Qin Yichen, their eyes widened, as if they dared not speak out in anger, but in the end they walked out of the palace obediently. Although Qin Yichen was the plunderer of their race at the moment, those elders had to be grateful. After all, the former really smashed the statue of the patriarch and ancestor. The best result for them was just blood splattered on the spot. die
Just defend the dignity of the race.
Immediately, Qin Yichen searched the clan again. His movements were sharp and resolute, and he was counting the time. Empress Zhiya's return would not be slow, and he could not afford to delay.
Princess Wenqing followed him and found that there were many girls from the Shenzhi tribe who seemed to be about the same age as her. They were scared to tears at this moment, especially when faced with the cold power of Qin Yichen's sword, they were even more trembling.
However, Qin Yichen seemed to turn a blind eye to all of this, and his face that was carved like a sword from beginning to end was filled with indifference.
Only Princess Wenqing thought, how could Mu Mu be so familiar with doing such a thing? It seems like you are already used to being numb?
However, when Que Zhen and Cang Jingtian saw it, the latter nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Your grandson is worthy of his reputation, and your great-grandson-in-law is even better..."
Que Zhen, stroking his silver beard, stood on the top of the Shenzhi clan, overlooking the prisoners of war chatting and laughing: "He who wins without being arrogant, who faces danger without chaos, and who does not bend when he surrenders, this is a great talent."
To casually crush to death a young girl from the Shenzhi clan who was so blind that she dared to point the divine sword at him, Qin Yichen only needed a little more divine power from the slap just now.
Letting go of the future of these Shenzhi clan who have not yet grown up is just a small mercy for Qin Yichen that he will probably forget with a stick of incense.
In fact, Qin Yichen demolished the Taoist palace altar of the Shenzhi clan leader at this moment. There were several emperors supporting him, and no one dared to say a word.
However, Qin Yichen's method of handling all this is relaxed and methodical. His kindness will not be extinguished when he shows his power, and his majesty will not be lost when he shows his kindness. This is the aura that a person who does great things should have.
"Ancestor, we have almost captured them. The remaining ones are the old, weak, sick and disabled... Empress Zhiya, it's time to come back soon."
About an hour later, Qin Yichen flew over, and Que Tianxuan helped him temporarily piece together the broken continents. On top of them, stood more than 100,000 strong men from the God Weaver Clan.
Que Zhen saw it in his eyes, nodded slightly, and then looked at the Shen Zhi clan. The emperor's appearance was solemn, and the emperor's voice was like a bell, powerful in the sky.
"Today, the leader of the Ling Clan was led astray by Yuantian's son, and became an enemy of our Emperor Que Clan for a while. I will impose some punishments to serve as a warning to others."
"The purpose of taking you back is to weave clothes and make armor for our Dique tribe! Look at what the sons of our Dique tribe are looking at! As long as Zhiya reins in the precipice, I will not make things difficult for you and so on."
What Que Zhen said was extremely beautiful, and it would eventually spread. However, he did not blame Empress Zhiya for a single word, but placed all the blame on Emperor Yuan Tian.
"take away!"
At the same time, Kun Youtian and his group had already cleared out a teleportation array, which was enough for them to cross the starry sky and return directly to the Dique Clan.
"Brother Jingtian, you are a guest, please."
Que Zhen stood in front of the teleportation formation, raising his palm slightly. They wanted to escort the 100,000 Shenzhi clan, but Cang Jingtian was not polite and thought he was going to the Dique clan to rest.
When the Heavenly Hell Demon Emperor saw this, he sneered: "It seems that I am no longer a guest. If others don't invite me, I won't lick my face and come up to him, and leave!"
"Tell Bai Zezi, remember to call me next time you have such an errand!"
Empress Manhua also shrugged her shoulders, and saw the sea of flowers shrinking, and she disappeared into the void.
One hundred thousand Shenzhi clan may sound like just a number, but when they are actually escorted, it is a mighty long dragon.
Qin Yichen stood aside, and it was not difficult to watch over them, because these Shenzhi tribe were very sensible and did not take the opportunity to find trouble. One after another, the figures gradually disappeared into the brilliance of the teleportation array.
This was not because the Shenzhi tribe was spineless. On the contrary, Qin Yichen didn't think that it was a sign of cowardice for a boy from a mere race to be in the divine realm to dare to risk his life to activate the ban.
It is indeed the general trend. Apart from lowering their heads and lining up in line to silently walk towards the teleportation array leading to the Dique Clan, do these Shenzhi Clan have any other choice?
Qin Yichen didn't feel cruel, nor did he feel any guilt or blame.
If he blamed himself, he would be sorry for Yao Yuekong's ruined legs. If he felt guilty, he would be sorry for Elder Nianwu's pierced fingers.
Qin Yichen just lamented that the imperial struggle was so cruel.
After this battle, the Shenzhi tribe was directly captured and 100,000 people were taken as prisoners of war.
Moreover, Qin Yichen captured more than ten elders alone, and these 100,000 clan members were all the backbone.
What's more, the Shenzhi tribe is not a race famous for its wars, and the number of people in the tribe is not huge. These 100,000 backbones are not a small loss.
In addition, this battle left the Shenzhi clan in dilapidated state, the temple collapsed, and countless Tao Palace secret realms were buried as a result. The cost of repairing and remodeling could probably consume the foundation of a second-rate race.
Moreover, this was still the battle. Except for Yao Yuekong, the emperors did not really fight to the end and fight to the death!
What's more, Empress Zhiya was not blamed by Emperor Yuan Tian, and the latter even asked her two senior brothers to come back to find a place for her, so that she could return soon!
Qin Yichen has no doubt that if Empress Zhiya comes back three or two days late, then millions of her clansmen may be robbed!
Was Empress Zhiya wrong?
When he saw that Empress Zhiya refused to give up the Tianluo Net even if her palms were cut into pieces, Qin Yichen didn't know if he knew the answer, but he didn't want to explore the answer.
The Shenzhi tribe originally had no conflicts with the world and remained neutral. Regardless of whether it was because they were not qualified to participate in the imperial struggle or because they were naturally born, but because of a huge gamble, the stakes they had to pay after losing were so huge. !
Moreover, no matter how unbearable the Shenzhi clan is, they are still the Imperial clan. One can imagine what a disaster it would be if this kind of disaster befell other second-rate or even third-rate races. Looking at the prisoners of war from the Shenzhi tribe who had reached the end, Qin Yichen shook his head slightly. This was the battle for the emperor.