106: Three million barbarian soldiers took advantage of the people's misfortune.

Northern Plains.

After the natural disaster, only one in ten of the Northern Plains barbarians survived.

The survivors’ physiques were alienation, and each of them had at least one demon spirit by their side, replacing the status of their former totems.

The nourishment of Demonic Qi allowed them to obtain physiques not weaker than those of Martial Artists without Cultivating.

Now, the Northern Plains could be said to have everyone as a soldier.

The Imperial Court, led by the Barbarian Emperor, had military strength but no productivity to speak of.

Not long after the Imperial Court was established, several internal conflicts broke out.

There wasn't enough food in the Northern Plains, and as the barbarians' physiques grew, their appetites also greatly increased.

Many of the livestock they raised died in the natural disaster, leaving no bones behind.

And the barbarians with cultivation who survived were inherently competitive and fond of plundering. How could they peacefully do the work that was once at the lowest level of the barbarian clan?

Demon spirits could devour each other.

Barbarians also showed no mercy in killing each other.

The great Northern Plains riot lasted for half a month.

The barbarian population was again sharply reduced by more than half.

In the end, it was the Barbarian Emperor and the barbarian demon gods who personally intervened and promised them that if they raised an army and invaded the Central Plains, there would be an endless supply of blood food, which finally quelled the riot.

"North King City has been destroyed, and with our barbarian clan's three million wolf soldiers, it is an inevitable trend to enter and occupy the Central Plains!"

The Barbarian Marshal wore a barbarian god mask, and behind him stood a hundred-zhang-tall wolf god demon spirit, like a demon lord descending, its demonic might reaching the heavens and earth.

Behind him, three million barbarian troops followed.

The Demonic Qi condensed, like a monstrous black flood, spreading from the Northern Plains towards the northern border of the Central Plains Wu Dynasty.

"Bypass the ruins of North King City!"

After reclaiming the lost territories of the Northern Plains and approaching the Central Plains, the Barbarian Marshal looked towards the tail of the evil Dragon and issued a military order.

"Things are different now. Our clan's million wolf soldiers, returning from the Tian Yuan border, can attack gods above and suppress the netherworld below. What is there to fear from a mere ruin?"

A Tian Yuan Garrison Commander of the barbarian clan shouted, disregarding the military order, and personally led hundreds of thousands of wolf soldiers, controlling demon spirits, to cross the Void Realm and pass through the ruins of North King City.

The Barbarian Marshal's eyes were fierce, but he did not stop him.

The ruins of North King City were desolate and silent, with a sea of evil flames that twisted the air, causing immense dread.

"Mere evil Qi, what is there to fear? The barbarian god mask can give you, Barbarian Marshal, strength comparable to a demon god, but it cannot give you the courage of a demon god!"

The Tian Yuan Garrison Commander sneered. His demonic body was forged by fighting and devouring countless demon spirits in Tian Yuan, so it was something he truly owned, not power obtained through external means.

The Barbarian Marshal snorted, his brows tightly furrowed.

He didn't understand why the danger indicated by the barbarian god mask hadn't been triggered.

"The army follows! Break through Heaven's Gate Pass and drive straight into the Central Plains to slaughter!"

Without the detour, the three million barbarian wolf soldiers more quickly approached the border defense line of the Wu Dynasty... Chilong Palace.

"Your Majesty, envoys from the Great Yan in the Eastern Region and the Merfolk Dynasty request an audience."

As the court meeting was nearing its end, a golden-armored guard suddenly came to the hall to report.

"Declare!"

Xia Xuan showed a slight interest.

"Declare the Great Yan envoy and the Merfolk envoy to have an audience!"

Zhao Gao's effeminate and clear voice echoed throughout the hall.

A moment later, a vigorous old man from Great Yan and an ugly, male Black-Scaled Merman with ferocious fins ascended the hall.

"Grand Yan Prime Minister, General Jiuyuan of the Merfolk, greet Emperor Xuan Your Majesty!"

The two bowed.

Great Yan valued martial arts, and although the Grand Yan Prime Minister's real power had been greatly reduced, he was still the leader of the civil officials.

And General Jiuyuan of the Merfolk Dynasty was the highest-Ranked general.

Seeing that Emperor Xuan did not speak, the Black-Scaled Merman, kneeling with some resentment, said in a muffled voice, "Is Your Majesty asleep?"

"The two from the Eastern Region have traveled thousands of miles to the Wu Dynasty. Please speak directly about any matters you wish to discuss."

Prime Minister coughed.

The arrogance in the Black-Scaled Merman's eyes turned to anger, and just as he was about to rise, the Grand Yan Prime Minister gently pressed him down.

"Although this humble minister is a subject of Great Yan, this mission to the Wu Dynasty is on behalf of the Merfolk Dynasty."

The Grand Yan Prime Minister looked up at Xia Xuan, a kind smile on his face, and tentatively asked, "I wonder if Emperor Xuan Your Majesty still remembers Nangong Lian?"

Inside the hall, the officials pondered, revealing expressions of doubt.

Almost every official serving in the Wu Dynasty had studied Emperor Xuan's past deeds and understood his preferences.

Wasn't this Nangong Lian the Merfolk Clan's criminal blood that His Majesty bought at the auction?

What did the Merfolk Dynasty mean by bringing her up?

"I remember."

Xia Xuan gazed at the Grand Yan Prime Minister, his presence commanding respect without anger, causing the latter to sweat profusely.

The Grand Yan Prime Minister, who was still preparing to play a trick, gritted his teeth and directly stated his intention: "Your Majesty spent ten billion Yuan Stones to acquire Nangong Lian back then. Now, the Merfolk Dynasty is willing to redeem her for one hundred billion Yuan Stones.

And compensate Your Majesty with ten top-tier beautiful Merfolk concubines."

The Merfolk Dynasty, residing far in the Eastern Sea, had grown quite bold.

They actually dared to covet his little mermaid.

Xia Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked, "Reason?"

The Grand Yan Prime Minister had long prepared his speech and responded smoothly: "Your Majesty may not know, but the former Saintess was framed by rebels and demoted to criminal blood.

Now, a new lord has ascended the throne of the Merfolk Clan and has cleared the Saintess's name. Naturally, they wish to welcome back the true Saintess."

"Yuan Tiangang, what do you think?"

Xia Xuan chuckled. No matter how reasonable the Grand Yan Prime Minister's explanation was, he would not listen to just one person's words.

Yuan Tiangang pondered for a moment, coldly glanced at the Grand Yan Prime Minister, and then respectfully said to Xia Xuan: "Your Majesty, this person is speaking nonsense.

The regicide incident of the Merfolk Clan not long ago had nothing to do with the so-called criminal blood. It was entirely the Great Yan Imperial Dynasty's interference, supporting a Puppet monarch for the Merfolk Clan.

This minister speculates that their reason for wanting Nangong Lian back is related to the Holy Spirit Sea Domain.

There are secret rumors among the Eastern Sea Merfolk Clan that the current Saintess did not receive the blessing of the Ocean Spirit, and her identity is false, which is why she has been unable to open the inner area of the Holy Spirit Sea Domain."

Yuan Tiangang's indifferent voice made fine cold sweat break out on the Grand Yan Prime Minister's back.

"Do you two have anything else to defend yourselves with?"

Xia Xuan smiled playfully.

"Your Majesty, this humble minister would not dare to deceive the monarch! Letting the Saintess open the Holy Spirit Sea Domain is also one of the reasons. This humble minister spoke a step too slowly, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

The Grand Yan Prime Minister was embarrassed and immediately tried to compensate: "If we can welcome back the Saintess and successfully open the Holy Spirit Sea Domain, the Eastern Region Alliance can also present Your Majesty with five more divine medicines!"

"Go back. If I lack divine medicine, I will obtain it myself. I don't need you to give it to me."

Xia Xuan waved his hand.

"Emperor Xuan, don't be ungrateful!"

Seeing that the Grand Yan Prime Minister's humble pleas were ineffective, the Black-Scaled Merman stood up and sneered, "You probably don't know yet, do you? Three million barbarian troops are massed at the border, and they could break through the Wu Dynasty's national gate at any time.

With continuous natural disasters in the Central Plains, how much strength does the Wu Dynasty have left to defend against enemies? Offending Great Yan and our Merfolk Dynasty now is by no means a wise move.

If you displease the Yan Emperor and the Merfolk Emperor and they send troops to attack the Wu Dynasty's eastern border, what will the Wu Dynasty use to block them?"

With that, the Black-Scaled Merman slammed his tail on the ground, and a booming sound echoed throughout the Chilong Palace, a wild display of defiance.