Divine-level Base

"My lord, you flatter me! From this day forward, there is no longer an Arrow God Wanyan Youshu, only a common Arrow Servant at Your Majesty’s side."

Wanyan Youshu gave a bitter smile, then decisively and gallantly knelt on one knee, raising the warbow in his hands high to present it to Shu Feng.

This was the process by which Wanyan Youshu’s clan pledged their loyalty to a master. Once the pledge was made, Wanyan Youshu would follow his master for life, never to betray him.

The Great Khan of the Bei Mo Royal Court was an enlightened ruler of his generation and had wanted to recruit Wanyan Youshu. Unfortunately, the Great Khan’s own Power was too weak. Even though Wanyan Youshu was willing to serve, the Great Khan was unable to accept his pledge.

One of the conditions for a warrior of Wanyan Youshu’s clan to acknowledge a master was to defeat them in a direct confrontation.

Shu Feng reached out and took the warbow from Wanyan Youshu, then bestowed it back upon him. Shu Feng’s own Archery was only average; even with a good bow of the Half-divine Artifact Level, it would be of little use in his hands.

"Thank you for bestowing the bow, My Lord!"

Wanyan Youshu took back the bow and quietly stood behind Shu Feng.

’Even Wanyan Youshu has submitted!’

A grim look flashed in the eyes of the Bei Mo Royal Court’s Great Khan. He gritted his teeth, led his ministers out from the Bei Mo Royal Court, and approached Shu Feng, saying respectfully, "The Great Khan of the Bei Mo Royal Court greets Your Majesty, the Poison Emperor!"

Shu Feng said flatly, "Great Khan of the Bei Mo Royal Court, I have come today to inform you of one thing. From this day forward, the Bei Mo Royal Court is a part of my Da Feng Empire. You may abdicate. Surrender your authority and resources, and I can spare your clan."

As soon as these words were spoken, fury flashed in the eyes of the countless warriors behind the Great Khan of the Bei Mo Royal Court. They glared fiercely at Han Feng, gnashing their teeth, but not one of them dared to say a word.

"Han Feng, our ancestors built this Bei Mo Royal Court with their own blood and steel! By what right do you think you can take it from us with a single sentence? How does that make you any different from a Void Demon?"

A high-ranking minister of the Bei Mo Royal Court with white hair and a white beard, his hair standing on end with rage, glared at Shu Feng and bellowed furiously.

Shu Feng pointed a finger, and a beam of Yin Yang Qi Finger Aura shot out like a Poisonous Flood Dragon. It struck the minister of the Bei Mo Royal Court, instantly twisting and blasting him into pieces.

"The victor is king, the loser is a bandit! This is the law of the Bei Mo Royal Court, and it is the truth of the world. In the past, your Bei Mo Royal Court was nothing more than a small tribe on the Northern Desert Grassland."

"When you rose to power on the Northern Desert Grassland, you killed so many people you probably can’t even count them all, can you?"

"Over these years, how many have died in your wars against the Great Song Empire? I don’t need to elaborate on that."

"I only want to say one thing: those who submit to me will prosper, and those who defy me will die! If you do not submit, then you will all die!"

With his hands behind his back, Shu Feng looked down upon the ministers of the Bei Mo Royal Court below. A terrifying Demonic Qi radiated from his entire body. An eight-meter-tall Ancient Demon Illusion with a savage face and two pairs of fleshy wings appeared, looking down upon the Martial Artists of the Bei Mo Royal Court like a Void Demon King.

Among the Three Great Empires of the Black Tortoise Realm, the Bei Mo Royal Court had the largest territory and a rich population. Once the Bei Mo Royal Court fell into Shu Feng’s grasp, he would be able to obtain massive amounts of resources.

In addition, the enormous population of the Bei Mo Royal Court could also increase the Power of Shu Feng’s King’s Power Skill.

Once the Bei Mo Royal Court was in his hands, his combat strength in the Black Tortoise Realm would surge, making him even more secure.

The Great Khan of the Bei Mo Royal Court bowed deeply and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, the Poison Emperor, I am willing to abdicate the throne to you. I will lead my clan and withdraw from the Northern Desert Grassland."

The experts of the Bei Mo Royal Court all remained silent.

On the Northern Desert Grassland, the strong were revered. The law of the jungle was the Law of the Bei Mo Royal Court. Shu Feng’s fist was the biggest and his Power was the greatest, so it was only natural for the Great Khan of the Bei Mo Royal Court to submit.

"Mm."

Shu Feng grunted in acknowledgment and retracted the Ancient Demon Illusion that was radiating a terrifying aura.

The Ten Thousand Profound Demon Sect Master waved his hand, and a whistling arrow shot straight into the clouds.

Three thousand iron-clad cavalry galloped into the Bei Mo Royal Court, swiftly occupying the Bei Mo Royal Court’s Imperial Palace and taking control of the entire Bei Mo Royal Court’s Royal Family.

「Ten days later.」

The Great Khan of the Bei Mo Royal Court formally announced that he was abdicating the throne to the Poison Emperor, Han Feng.

The news immediately caused a huge stir throughout the Northern Desert Grassland.

Across the Northern Desert Grassland, many tribes, large and small, declared their independence from the Bei Mo Royal Court and refused to acknowledge the rule of the Da Feng Empire, sparking countless rebellions of varying sizes.

Shu Feng, in turn, dispatched his experts and the elite Warriors of the Da Feng Empire to suppress the rebellions on the Northern Desert Grassland, crushing and slaughtering the rebellious tribes one by one until none remained.

Hidden among those rebellious tribes were countless experts from the Void Demon Race. The moment these Void Demon experts revealed themselves, they were immediately suppressed by Arrow God Wanyan Youshu and Xiaozhu, who had achieved Minor Achievement in her Taiyin Sacred Body.

After entrusting the task of suppressing the rebellion to his subordinates and disciples, including the Thousand Gu Demon Sect’s Sect Leader, Xiaozhu, Wanyan Youshu, and Nangong Yuan, Shu Feng busied himself with plundering the treasures containing Source Energy from the Bei Mo Royal Court, gathering 18 million Source Energy in one go.

「Xuanling City, the capital of the Great Song Empire.」

A cloud of golden Gu insects flew over. Shu Feng stood upon this golden cloud with his hands behind his back. Behind him stood an old servant, who was none other than the Ten Thousand Profound Demon Sect Master.

The Ten Thousand Profound Demon Sect Master announced in a loud voice, "His Majesty, the Poison Emperor Han Feng, has arrived! Great Song Emperor, come out and greet him!"

"The Poison Emperor, Han Feng!!"

"He’s here!! Is he planning to make a move on the Great Song Empire too?"

"Is he trying to annex the Great Song Empire? Isn’t he afraid of Wei Tuxian?"

"..."

The entirety of Xuanling City was in an uproar, and countless shocked gazes focused on Shu Feng.

The Great Song Empire was Wei Tuxian’s homeland, and Wei Tuxian had once made a promise: as long as the Great Song Empire did not fall into irredeemable corruption and decline, he would protect it from invasion by other experts.

In the past, neither the Blazing Sun Sword Saint, once ranked second in the world, nor the Ten Thousand Profound Demon Ancestor, ranked fourth, had dared to easily set foot in Xuanling City, the capital of the Great Song Empire. But today, the arrival of the Poison Emperor Han Feng, the current number two in the world, naturally drew everyone’s attention.

The Great Khan of the Bei Mo Royal Court had already announced his abdication, meaning the entire Northern Desert Grassland theoretically belonged to Shu Feng. If the Great Song Empire also fell into his hands, he would become the first expert since ancient times to unify the Black Tortoise Realm.

"The Emperor of the Great Song Empire greets Your Majesty, the Poison Emperor!"

A middle-aged man in yellow robes with a refined and scholarly air led his ministers out of the Imperial Palace. He looked up at Han Feng in the sky, his heart filled with complicated emotions as he spoke respectfully.

This generation’s Emperor Song, while not an enlightened ruler, was a capable guardian sovereign. Seeing someone as young as Shu Feng overpower the Great Zhou Demon Country and the Bei Mo Royal Court, and seeing the Da Feng Empire he founded become the largest Empire in the Black Tortoise Realm, naturally filled his heart with complex feelings.