Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Blood Saber Guard and Blood Shadow Guard struck simultaneously.

With a flash of a blade, a head would fall.

One.

Two.

Three...

One by one, heads tumbled to the ground.

Ye Heng and Shadow Demon, among others, closed their eyes in despair; these were all disciples from the Xiaoshanhe Institute.

But now,

they could only watch helplessly as their fellow disciples were beheaded, powerless to intervene, while the murdered Xiaoshanhe Institute disciples did not beg for mercy even once. They roared with fury before their deaths: "Yang Kun, you will not die a good death!"

"Your perverse actions and patricide will incur divine punishment, Yang Kun!"

"The head of our institute will surely avenge us!"

"To have been part of Shanhe Court is to live without regrets, even in a hundred deaths..."

Their raging shouts were abruptly cut off by the cold blade.

A total of three thousand Xiaoshanhe Institute disciples perished under the war blades, with heads rolling and blood flowing freely.

The blood spread gradually across Xuanwu Square.

The pungent stench of blood filled the entire air.

With heads in their clutches and blood along their trail, the Blood Shadow Guard and Blood Saber Guard laid out a path of heads and blood right on Xuanwu Square.

Heads leading the way, blood as the carpet.

A sharp, piercing voice rang out: "Your Majesty, please enter!"

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Amidst three loud sounds, Yang Kun, adorned in a golden robe embroidered with a five-clawed dragon, emerged at a measured pace, followed by a host of his subjects. The faces of the vast majority of subjects were ashen. Even those who had previously supported Yang Kun were now significantly repulsed by him.

Patricide and usurpation!

This was an act of monstrous defiance.

But then they remembered the families of the officials Yang Kun had previously killed, and they suppressed their thoughts.

Yang Kun walked with a swagger to Xuanwu Square.

On his way there,

the Blood Saber Guard and Blood Shadow Guard guarding his flanks disregarded everything in their path, trampling over the heads of the Xiaoshanhe Institute disciples as they went, popping the heads beneath their feet with loud cracks.

Ah, ah, ah...

Kneeling on Xuanwu Square, Ye Heng, Shadow Demon, Yang Ling, and the others glared furiously, faces reddened by rage, eyes filled with roaring flames. Anger, exhaustion, and weakness blended together, and they couldn't even let out a shout.

Only hysterical wails of agony escaped them.

"Stop, stop..."

"Beasts, stop..."

Yang Ling and the others bellowed with their last ounce of strength.

Yet Yang Kun and his dual guards paid them no heed; instead, they grew more exhilarated, trampling the heads with even more force. Yang Kun remarked indifferently, "It seems that the members of the Xiaoshanhe Institute do share a profound bond. However, they appear somewhat frail now! Is Xue Feng present?"

"Your servant is here!"

Xue Feng stepped forward, respectfully saying, "Your Majesty!"

Yang Kun pointed at the ground, littered with trampled remains, his eyes revealing a hint of coldness as he said lightly, "Nourish our friends from the Xiaoshanhe Institute!"

"Yes!"

With a ferocious grin, Xue Feng gestured, and the Blood Shadow Guard immediately acted.

Gathering the mangled remains from the ground, they walked toward Yang Ling and the others with savage expressions.

"No, no..."

"Get away..."

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Despair and fury clouded the eyes of Yang Ling and the others, but their screams were to no avail.

Splat! Splat! Splat!

Following Xue Feng's lead, the Blood Shadow Guards began stuffing the chunks of flesh into their mouths.

Ye Heng and Shadow Demon clenched their teeth tight, refusing to open their mouths.

Yang Kun snorted coldly and said indifferently, "If you don't drink the toast, you must drink the forfeit. Take their jaws off if you must, and force it down!"

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Xue Feng and the others acted immediately, effortlessly dislocating everyone's jaws.

Powerless to resist, the victims could only close their eyes tight, shedding tears of despair and humiliation.

The Blood Shadow Guard stuffed the flesh into their mouths, propping up their jaws to chew time and again until they swallowed it down alive. The stench of blood and carnage was nearly suffocating, pushing them to the brink of madness.

"Hahaha, seems like the taste isn't bad! Don't worry, there are still so many of you, you'll get to try it slowly..." Yang Kun laughed triumphantly, his cold gaze sweeping across the crowd.

The ministers fell silent as if they were cicadas in winter.

The common people looked on as if they were facing a demon, filled with awe.

From time to time, retching sounds emerged from the crowd.

Yang Kun was extremely satisfied with this.

This was exactly the effect he wanted.

Clang! Clang!

The Blood Shadow Guard and Blood Saber Guard took their places to the left and right. The coronation ceremony would take place at the Xuanwu Platform in the center of Xuanwu Square. There, Yang Kun would be crowned and pray to the heavens.

The ceremony was presided over by Li Ying, the newly appointed steward of the imperial household.

Li Ying stepped forward, took out a golden imperial edict, and in a shrill, drake-like voice, he declared, "By the Mandate of Heaven, thus decrees the Emperor... My martial practice has broken through, and from this day forth, I shall abdicate and enter seclusion, passing the throne to the Crown Prince, Yang Kun. Let it be known to all ministers of the Great Qian Dynasty, aid the new emperor with all your might. Let this be known!"

"The new emperor! The new emperor!"

"Prince Yang Kun inheriting the great mandate, truly is the will of Heaven..."

"Long live the emperor for ten thousand years, eternal as heaven and earth..."

The ministers shouted loudly.

One after another, powerful figures appeared, each holding exquisite brocade boxes and gift lists: "Deputy Sect Master Ju Hai of the Tianjian Sect, on Sect Master's orders, comes to congratulate the new emperor on his accession!"

"Deputy Sect Master Yun Chen of Three Seas Mountain, under Sect Master's decree, congratulates the new emperor on the coronation!"

"True Martial Hall..."

"Wendao Villa..."

Successively, the eight major sects and three great families made their appearances.

Yang Kun's face bore a smug look, pleased to accept all the gifts. His lips curled into a slight smile, very satisfied with the reactions of the major powers. Only when he saw that the Xiao Family was represented by the steward Xiao Fu did Yang Kun's expression subtly change.

But remembering that Xiao Tianjiao was now a disciple of the Nantian Holy Institute, he clenched his teeth and swallowed his dissatisfaction.

His gaze shifted to Li Ying.

Li Ying, understanding, nodded and said, "The new emperor is invited to ascend the Xuanwu Platform, to pray to the heavens and inherit the great mandate!"

Wooh! Wooh! Wooh!

The loud sound of the horn spread in all directions.

Yang Kun took a deep breath, his eyes gleaming with intense light.

Step by step, with the stride of a dragon and the stance of a tiger, he walked towards the Xuanwu Platform.

This Xuanwu Platform...

Ever since he was a child, he had yearned to ascend this place, and today, he had finally fulfilled his wish.

Dah! Dah! Dah!

The vast Xuanwu Square was silent, filled only by the crisp sound of Yang Kun's footsteps. After precisely ninety-five steps, Yang Kun stood atop the Xuanwu Platform.

Burning incense, praying, paying homage to heaven!

The series of actions flowed smoothly. Then, Yang Kun removed the princely crown from his head at the altar atop the Xuanwu Platform and took the prepared imperial crown, gently placing it on his head.

With a swift and decisive turn, he raised his right hand high and proclaimed in a loud voice, "From this day forth, I am the new emperor, titled Qiankun the Great!"

"Long live the Great Emperor!"

"The Great Emperor! The Great Emperor..."

The Blood Saber Guard and Blood Shadow Guard shouted in succession.

Yang Kun, basking in pride, scanned the prostrate Yang Ling and the members of the Xiaoshanhe Institute, smiling coldly and arrogantly declared, "As Qiankun the Great, ruler of the Great Qian Dynasty, today I will sacrifice the heads of you treacherous officials to the heavens, to secure for my Great Qian Dynasty eternal peace and prosperity."

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Blood Saber and Blood Shadow Guards both drew their blades, their expressions icy as they stared at Yang Ling and the others.

Watching them close in, it was clear that they were about to butcher Yang Ling and his companions on the spot.

Yang Ling, filled with rage, used his last bit of strength, "Yang Kun, you patricide and usurper, plague to your brothers, you will not die a good death..."

"Yang Kun, don't be so smug, our dean will surely avenge us!"

"My master will avenge us..."

Ye Heng and the others also roared angrily.

Yang Kun sneered repeatedly, "Xiao Yi? He's already buried in the Sword Dynasty; you might as well reunite with him under the Nine Springs!"

But just then...

With a thunderous roar that shook the imperial capital, followed by earth-shattering howls and shouts, the just-triumphant Yang Kun's expression instantly turned exceedingly ugly: "Yang Kun, you little brat, your Xiao grandpa is here too!"