20demayo Chapter 121 Kunlun Realm
Chapter 121 Kunlun Realm
In the Kunlun Realm, less than a hundred years have passed since the divine power of the Holy Monk Sumeru began to dissipate and the seal loosened, and the mountains and rivers have been overthrown and war has spread across the land.
The once peaceful and prosperous world has completely collapsed, and the Kunlun Realm has begun to fall into the flames of war.
Initially, the Holy Ming Central Empire and the Chi Sheng Central Empire completely broke apart due to the tragic incident involving the crown prince. The two dynasties turned against each other and fought endlessly, thus setting the stage for a chaotic world. The flames of war quickly spread throughout the entire realm. The three major dynasties in the Northern Region attacked, annexed, and slaughtered each other; the various ancient sects in the Eastern Region were divided into factions; and the tribes in the Southern Region were embroiled in numerous conflicts.
A thousand miles of smoke and fire, ten thousand miles of withered bones. In the vast Kunlun Realm, the nine provinces were overthrown, the four seas were in turmoil, and battles large and small were fought every day. Sects, dynasties, aristocratic families, and tribes fought their own battles. Rites and music collapsed, order was shattered, and the entire Kunlun Realm was turned into a mess.
In the Central Plains, the vast plains stretch for thousands of miles, where fierce winds whirl and battle aura soars to the heavens.
The two great dynasties, with their million-strong armies, stood facing each other in formation. Their armor gleamed in the sun, and their spears and halberds formed a forest. A chilling atmosphere enveloped the entire land, and even the wind and clouds seemed to freeze in place.
The Ming Empire's army was arrayed in a strict formation, with banners fluttering in the wind. Standing at the front of the formation was a tall and imposing figure, none other than the Ming Emperor's personally trained disciple, "Hongya".
Hongya's cultivation has reached the pinnacle of the Hundred Shackles Realm, all the shackles on his physical body have been broken, and his foundation in the Holy Path is solid and profound. He holds the highest military power in the Holy Ming Empire and commands the elite troops of the Holy Ming Empire. He is the undisputed number one pillar of the Holy Ming military at present.
Now, with Emperor Ming seriously injured and missing, Crown Prince Zhang Ruochen dead, and the dynasty leaderless, it is all thanks to the efforts of Emperor Ming's disciples, including Hongya, to barely maintain the remaining foundation of the Holy Ming Dynasty.
His silver armor was stained with blood, his eyes bloodshot, as he stared intently at Chi Yao, who stood opposite him in her imposing military attire, sword in hand. His eyes churned with overwhelming hatred and resentment, and his voice, like thunder, echoed across the battlefield: "Chi Yao! You and your junior brother were childhood sweethearts, inseparable since you were little! He treated you with unwavering sincerity and without reservation. How could you forget our past affection and so cruelly kill him!"
"Today's bloody war between our two nations, the displacement of countless people, and the devastation of our land are all caused by you! Has your Chiqing Empire long harbored wolfish ambitions, plotting to annex my wise and prosperous empire and unify the Central Region?!"
Each question, each word dripping with blood, carried the pent-up resentment of a century of war, shaking the entire Tianjin Plain battlefield.
At the front, Chi Yao stood tall and straight like a cold peak, dressed in a black and gold military uniform. Her beauty was unparalleled, yet she showed no warmth. Her eyes were frozen, and her expression was indifferent. Facing Hong Ya's angry rebuke and the confrontation of a million-strong army, she remained silent and did not utter a word of argument.
Years of fighting have worn away all her childlike innocence and tenderness. The innocent and carefree Chi Yao of the past is dead, leaving only a cold and ruthless nature, and a belly full of hidden schemes.
Behind her, a figure clad in dark armor, exuding an imposing aura, stepped forward. It was Xue Wangchao, the number one general of the Chiqing Empire.
Xue Wangchao gripped a battle blade of royal caliber, his aura deep and domineering. His gaze fixed on Hongya, his fighting spirit blazing: "I have long heard that the Holy Ming Empire's three thousand battalions are unparalleled in Kunlun, their might shaking the ages, truly the most elite and mighty army in the world!"
"Today, in the battle at Tianjin Plain, I, Xue, was fortunate enough to experience the brilliance of Senior Hongya. I have no regrets in this life!"
Hongya's expression suddenly turned serious, and he dared not slacken his efforts in the slightest.
Xue Wangchao also reached the peak of the Hundred Shackles Realm, and his cultivation foundation was comparable to his. He was also a top ten expert on the Kunlun Martial Arts Ranking. He had experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless people, and his combat power was overwhelming.
Now that the Holy Empire's ruler has disappeared, the crown prince has fallen, and the army's morale is wavering, the tide has already turned. If he is defeated, the three thousand battalions will be leaderless, and the Holy Empire's last elite foundation will surely be completely destroyed!
The thought flashed through Hongya's mind, and without further hesitation, he drew his sword!
"Clang!"
The sword rang out, splitting the sky, its sword energy traversing hundreds of feet, its majestic holy might sweeping across the land.
Xue Wangchao bravely met the challenge, unleashing a devastating slash with his king-level sacred weapon, the sword. The sword's power was unparalleled, its black and gold blade energy tearing through the sky as it clashed head-on with Hongya's sword strike.
Two powerful cultivators at the Hundred Shackles Realm clashed head-on, their swords flashing and blades gleaming, their sacred arts roaring and their Daoist principles exploding. Each collision unleashed terrifying shockwaves and hurricanes, crushing the earth's rock layers and causing the heavens and earth to tremble incessantly. Their cultivation levels were evenly matched, their combat strength nearly equal, and even after a hundred fierce exchanges, neither could gain the upper hand.
At the same time, the two armies clashed violently!
The Holy Ming Empire's 3,000-strong battalion surged forward. This battalion was personally created by a wise emperor 50,000 years ago. Having undergone countless ages of refinement and battles, it can be considered the strongest human elite in the history of the Kunlun Realm.
Every commander in the camp possesses a cultivation level of at least Half-Saint, and every soldier is a seasoned veteran, fearless and valiant. The army is disciplined and its combat prowess is unparalleled. Ordinary imperial armies and sect cultivators are simply no match for them.
On the battlefield, the ordinary soldiers of the Chiqing Empire were instantly crushed and routed, their corpses strewn across the field, and they retreated in defeat.
Hongya surveyed the battle, but felt no joy, only a chilling dread and endless worry. He knew all too well that the real killing blows never came from ordinary battle formations.
As expected! The sky suddenly changed, and a crane's cry rang out from the heavens, scattering the war clouds that filled the sky!
A snow-white crane with sacred patterns on its wings descended from the sky, carrying a majestic figure in a green robe. It stood above a million-strong army, its supreme sacred power suppressing the eight directions, causing the sounds of battle on the entire battlefield to suddenly freeze.
The Azure Emperor has come in person!
The Azure Emperor stood atop a crane, his gaze sweeping over the ravaged battlefield. His expression was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority. He raised his hand and clenched it in mid-air, and an ancient, imposing, and towering pagoda emerged from the void. The pagoda was covered with sacred runes, its supreme Daoist aura surging through the heavens!
The Azure Sky Pagoda! The supreme sacred artifact passed down through the Chi family.
The supreme artifact, once in the hands of a Great Saint of the Supreme Realm, can unleash power sufficient to destroy the heavens and the earth and suppress mountains and rivers!
"Buzz!"
The ancient pagoda roared and trembled, its ten-thousand-foot-tall body cascading down ten thousand rays of supreme azure light, annihilating the life force of all living beings. A terrifying supreme pressure suddenly enveloped the Tianjin Plain.
More than ten senior dukes, top generals, and even countless elite troops of the Three Thousand Battalions of the Holy Empire were utterly powerless to contend with this level of supreme power.
Screams and explosions echoed as countless elite soldiers were instantly reduced to ashes by the power of the supreme being, leaving no trace of their bodies. In just a few breaths, mountains of blood and corpses piled up on the ground, and blood soaked the plains for miles around, a scene of utter carnage.
Hongya was severely injured by the aftershocks, his sternum shattered, his foundation of the Holy Path damaged, and he spat out his essence blood. He was no longer able to support the battle and could only endure his injuries, turn around, and flee in panic towards the Burial Yin Mountains.
"kill!"
Taking advantage of the situation, Xue Wangchao pursued, his figure soaring through the air, his battle blade slashing down with boundless killing power!
"Pfft!"
A flash of cold light, and blood splattered into the sky.
The legendary general Hongya was decapitated; his head was severed by the Xue Dynasty and hung high on the main battle flag of the Chiqing Empire, swaying in the wind and awe-inspiring the entire audience.
After this battle, most of the elite 3,000 battalions that had dominated Kunlun of the Holy Ming Empire were buried in Tianjin Plain, and only one in ten of the high-ranking generals in the army survived, and the core foundation was completely destroyed.
From then on, the Holy Ming Empire completely collapsed and had no power to resist. In just a few years, it was completely swallowed up by the Chi Qing Empire and incorporated into its territory.
The sky was high above the plains, filled with the smoke of gunpowder and the lingering wind carrying blood.
The Azure Emperor stood on the back of the crane, gazing down at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a scene of desolation stretching for miles.
Beside her, Chi Yao, clad in military uniform, finally shed all her cold pretense. Years of forbearance, bloodshed, and the sins and destiny she carried all crumbled at this moment. Crystalline tears slid down her beautiful cheeks, silently dripping blood onto the earth.
The Azure Emperor felt an overwhelming pang of tenderness and embraced his daughter tightly. He let out a long sigh, filled with endless helplessness and sorrow: "Yaoyao, it is your father who has failed you, failed the Holy Ming Empire, and failed the Zhang family. All the sins, all the infamy, all the consequences, I alone shall bear."
He was kind-hearted; how could he have wanted to see people displaced, soldiers die tragically, and the land stained with blood?
The chessboard of Kunlun has already been set, and an eternal destiny hangs in the balance. If a swift and decisive action is not taken to end this chaotic era, the two nations will remain locked in a protracted standoff, with war raging across the entire territory. The number of dead will only increase, and the destruction of any established order will only intensify.
For the sake of the long-term interests of the Kunlun world, he had no choice but to bear the infamy of countless generations and follow the path of ruthless killing.
Chi Yao buried her head in Qingdi's arms, wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. When she looked up again, the softness in her eyes had completely disappeared, leaving only a rock-solid determination and an icy coldness that seemed to freeze everything.
Her words were firm and resounding: "Father, rest assured, from now on, Chi Yao will shoulder all the destiny, all the burdens, and all the sins, and will never let you down!"
Upon hearing this, the Azure Emperor's face showed relief, but a hint of reluctance lingered in his eyes. This was an instruction from the Venerable Monk Sumeru and the other patriarchs. He understood that their reason for doing this was to cultivate a genius capable of changing the fate of the Kunlun Realm. They had chosen Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao, with Zhang Ruochen having the Venerable Monk Sumeru's arrangements.
Chi Yao's fate was to fight her way to the top of the Kunlun Realm. This was the path arranged for her by countless sages of the Kunlun Realm. She had no other choice, and the Azure Emperor had no choice but to accompany Chi Yao on the final journey.
The setting sun, like blood, dyed the sky crimson, and its afterglow cast the shadows of the father and daughter upon the ravaged, blood-soaked Kunlun land, foreshadowing a new era, about to end with the battles and be reborn in blood.
After annexing the Holy Ming Empire, the Chiqing Empire's conquests never ceased.
With the Azure Emperor overseeing the overall situation from the rear, Chi Yao personally led her iron army to sweep across the major ancient sects, schools of thought, and top ancient families in the Central Region.
Through conquest, slaughter, and conquest, countless old warlords were defeated and subjugated, and the scattered territories of Kunlun were gradually integrated and unified.
Meanwhile, Chi Yao also underwent a rapid transformation and defied the odds amidst the endless flames of war.
She was already a top genius of her time, possessing great fortune. Ling Che had also secretly enhanced the script, which made Chi Yao's cultivation foundation far surpass that of other cultivators of her generation.
Throughout a century of war, the Blood-Dripping Sword has been steeped in the lifeblood of powerful warriors from all corners of Kunlun. Chi Yao's cultivation has soared through countless trials, progressing rapidly from the Saint Realm to the Saint King Realm, and finally reaching the Great Saint Realm in the blink of an eye.
Even more astonishingly, she defied the heavens and ascended to the Great Sage Realm, comprehending nine kinds of Sacred Intents. Finally, under Ling Che's arrangement, she fused together two perfect second-grade Sacred Intents: "Eye of Time and Space" and "End of Heaven and Earth".
With the dual perfect second-grade holy intent bestowed upon him, he is invincible within the same realm, and killing beyond realms is as easy as eating and drinking. His combat power has long surpassed the limits of ordinary cultivators in Kunlun.
After entering the Thousand Questions Realm, Chi Yao officially embarked on her invincible path of sweeping across the Kunlun Emperor Ranking.
Her first battle was aimed directly at Yan Liren, the leader of the Blood God Cult!
Yan Liren is the youngest Emperor Ranking expert in the Blood God Sect of Kunlun Realm in 50,000 years. His cultivation has reached the Ten Thousand Deaths and One Life Realm, and his physical cultivation has been tempered to the Supreme Realm. Almost no one in the same realm can break his defense, and his reputation shakes the world.
However, after three consecutive battles between the two powerful figures, Yan Liren's body, which was said to be impervious to all magic, could not withstand the unparalleled sharpness of the Blood-Dripping Sword.
In the end, Yan Liren suffered a crushing defeat and perished, becoming the first Emperor Ranking expert in modern Kunlun history to be defeated by a cross-border force.
After this battle, Chi Yao's name shook the world!
Subsequently, the Starry Sky Sect, the White Lotus Sect, and the Fire Clan successively submitted. The Starry Sky Elder, the Nine Palaces True Man, the Fire Sacred Sage, and other powerful figures on the Emperor Ranking who had dominated Kunlun for a thousand years were all defeated by Chi Yao's sword, either perishing or surrendering.
The incredible combat power of this Yuanhui-level prodigy completely shattered the perceptions of the saints of the Kunlun Realm, and no one dared to underestimate this young imperial princess anymore.
In less than three hundred years, Chi Yao broke through the barrier and stepped into the Supreme Realm, officially joining the ranks of the strongest in Kunlun.
The moment she stood firm in the Supreme Realm, her gaze locked onto the three great Daoist traditions that had stood in the Kunlun Realm for thousands of years: "Taiji Dao, Wanfo Dao, and Confucian Dao!"
The Three Paths have been passed down for thousands of years, with a vast and profound foundation. There are more than a hundred Great Sage-level experts in total. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "all martial arts under heaven originate from the Three Paths, and the Nine Schools and Hundred Schools are spread all over the world." As the three major sources of martial arts in the Kunlun Realm, the Three Paths are the most powerful forces in the Kunlun Realm. They are deeply rooted and no one dares to shake them easily.
Chi Yao's first battle was aimed at the Western Regions' Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect!
Emperor Wanfodao, also known as Chaoxi, is a peerless power ranked among the top ten on the Kunlun Emperor List, even surpassing the Azure Emperor in seniority. After thousands of years of cultivation, his Buddhist and Taoist attainments have reached the pinnacle, comparable to a true Buddha in the mortal realm. He has ruled the Wanfodao sect in the Western Regions for thousands of years, and his reputation is renowned.
The great battle began, and the Buddha Emperor rode a golden dragon alone to greet the heavens. He unleashed the eighteen ultimate techniques of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect in turn, and the Buddha's light illuminated the vast western region. The sound of Buddha's voice resounded and golden lotuses covered the ground.
Two supreme realm experts fought for seven days and seven nights, plunging the world into darkness and turning the sun and moon out of the sky. The entire Western Regions became a battlefield, with Buddhist and Taoist holy power clashing and annihilating each other in a frenzy.
In the end, the Blood-Dripping Sword shattered the Buddha Emperor's golden body, severed his robe, and broke his prayer beads!
A deafening sword cry resounded through the heavens, the Buddha Emperor's golden body shattered, his head fell from the sky, and golden Buddha blood poured down, staining the vast land of the Western Regions red.
Three thousand Arhats of the Ten Thousand Buddhas shed tears of blood, while a million monks and nuns knelt and chanted sutras. The mournful chanting shook the heavens, mourning the passing of the Buddha Emperor.
The golden dragon under the Buddha Emperor suffered severe injuries. Taking advantage of the Buddha Emperor's last Daoist aura, it fled into the depths of the Eastern Region with its wounds, and its whereabouts have been unknown ever since.
The ancient Wanfo Dao sect completely surrendered, and the vast territory of the Western Regions was entirely incorporated into the territory of the Chiqing Empire.
Chi Yao's slaying of the Buddha Emperor in one battle completely shocked the entire Kunlun Realm!
The Buddha Emperor was a supreme being who had reigned supreme in Kunlun for thousands of years, holding a transcendent position far beyond that of ordinary Emperor Ranking experts. Yet, Chi Yao, having cultivated for only three hundred years, had transcended the shackles of time and slain the Buddha Emperor, a being with near-god-like cultivation. Her heaven-defying combat power was already unparalleled in contemporary Kunlun!
In no time, the remaining forces, large and small, in the Kunlun Realm surrendered and submitted to the emperor, with no one daring to resist anymore.
In the same year, the Green Emperor abdicated, relinquishing his imperial robes and passing the throne to Chi Yao.
Chi Yao ascended the throne, changed the country's name to the First Central Empire, and bestowed upon herself the title: "Great Mighty and Virtuous Holy Empress!"
From then on, she officially embarked on her eternal career of unifying Kunlun and establishing her rule over the land.
After ascending to the throne, Chi Yao became increasingly ruthless and decisive.
In the sea of learning, she defeated Emperor Wen with the spirit and methods of Confucianism and Taoism, making him sincerely convinced; in the Martial God Mountain, she defeated Emperor Zhenwu with several supernatural powers, making him admit that he had wasted his life.
In just a few decades, all thirty-four supreme emperors on the Kunlun Realm Martial Arts Emperor Ranking were defeated or killed by Chi Yao.
The vast Kunlun Realm, a chaotic world divided among countless powerful figures, was completely swept away by her unparalleled swordsmanship and invincible combat power.
The world is united, and the nine provinces submit.
In the final chaotic endgame, only two top-tier powerhouses, Chi Yao and the current Demon Emperor of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect, and the mysterious and unpredictable Lord of Shura City, who never entered the world, did not clash.
Tonglu Plain, a vast and desolate wasteland, where the heavens and earth stand in bleak silence.
Dark clouds loomed overhead, and demonic energy surged to the heavens.
The Demon Emperor of the Moon Worshiping Cult, clad in a Qilin Demon Armor, exuded unparalleled demonic power. Wielding the Demon Moon Devouring Sun Halberd, he stood alone on the vast land, facing the mighty army of the Central Empire, a million strong.
Dozens of Grand Saints and Heavenly Kings of the First Central Empire formed a formidable encirclement, gathering a million iron troops to create a net that completely sealed off the entire Bronze Furnace Plain, leaving no room for escape.
Xue Wangchao, the Empire's foremost general, stepped forward, sword in hand. Looking at the legendary emperor before him, who wielded the demonic path and held sway over Kunlun, he felt a deep sense of awe and solemnly advised, "Senior Demon Emperor! Three days ago, the Evil Emperor perished in the Myriad Colors Cave of the Eastern Region, and Senior Dao Emperor also suffered a crushing defeat at the hands of the Empress. All the old-guard supreme warriors of this era have fallen!"
"You are alone, and against the tide you cannot reverse it; you simply cannot stop the empire's momentum. To resist stubbornly will only increase casualties; why bother?"
The Demon Emperor's gaze was indifferent as he swept his eyes over the group of Great Saints and the million-strong army around him, a hint of extreme disdain and arrogance flashing in his eyes.
He wielded a demonic halberd, his body radiating demonic energy, and his voice shook the surrounding land: "Chi Yao, you wretched child, aspire to rule Kunlun, yet you only dare to send a rabble to surround me!"
"You insignificant ants, how dare you oppose me?!"
Before he could finish speaking, the Demon Emperor launched a fierce attack!
The Demon Moon Devouring Sun Halberd cleaved through the air, and a pitch-black demon moon fell from the heavens, enveloping the vast sky. Endless world-destroying demonic energy devoured the wind and clouds and annihilated the earth.
The pitch-black demonic moon crashed down with an unparalleled power capable of destroying everything. Dozens of Great Saints from the Central Empire changed their expressions drastically, simultaneously activating their sacred arts and opening their sacred domains to desperately resist.
But before the Demon Emperor's overwhelming demonic power, all holy arts and domains crumbled and annihilated.
"Bang bang bang~!"
Dozens of loud explosions rang out in succession, and all the Great Saints were blasted away by the power of the Demon Moon, suffering severe injuries and no longer able to fight.
The Demon Emperor's cultivation has reached the peak of demigod. He has cultivated the twelve Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings together and has a profound foundation in the demonic path. He is a genius of his time and is only one step away from becoming a representative figure of the Yuanhui level. He is the strongest and most profound leader of the Moon Worshiping Demonic Sect in the past 50,000 years, apart from Ling Che.
Before everyone could catch their breath, the Demon Emperor raised his hand and took out an ancient, dark bronze furnace covered with holy runes.
"Not good! It's the Demonic Sect's supreme sacred artifact, the Bronze Furnace of Life and Death! Retreat!"
Several of the most knowledgeable and experienced Great Sages were instantly terrified, cried out in alarm, and desperately retreated and fled.
But it was already too late!
"Buzz!"
The Bronze Furnace of Life and Death soared into the air, instantly expanding to the size of a ten-thousand-foot mountain. Its entire body erupted with a dazzling light comparable to the blazing sun, and endless holy fire swept across the eight directions, enveloping the entire Bronze Furnace Plain.
The supreme power ravaged the heavens and earth, turning the imperial army into ashes and vanishing without a trace. The million-strong army suffered heavy casualties in an instant, and the battlefield became a living hell.
Just as the Demon Emperor was about to retrieve the bronze furnace and end the battle, a scarlet sword light tore through the void, as fast as a streak of light and as swift as thunder, and crashed down on the bronze furnace of life and death in an instant!
"Clang!"
A deafening roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth. The Supreme Bronze Furnace trembled violently and was thrown back a thousand feet by a single sword strike, its sacred power suddenly weakening.
"Chi family child, you've finally shown yourself."
The Demon Emperor raised his eyes and looked into the void, his gaze deep and unfathomable.
The void rift slowly opened, and Chi Yao, dressed in imperial robes and wearing an imperial crown, stepped out. Her figure was aloof and peerless, with the Blood-Dripping Sword floating in her palm, and blood-red sword energy swirling around her.
Having successively defeated seven top emperors—Buddha Emperor, Confucian Emperor, Martial Emperor, and Dao Emperor—and swept through the powerful forces of Kunlun, Chi Yao's aura had reached its peak. Her energy was as ethereal as chaos, unfathomable, and even the Demon Emperor could not fathom the depth of her cultivation.
"As expected of the most outstanding talents of our time, he has indeed lived up to our expectations."
The Demon Emperor sighed sincerely, then his eyes suddenly sharpened, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens. He laughed loudly, "To be able to fight to the death with such a peerless genius as you, I have no regrets in this life!"
"Chi Yao! Make your move! Let me see if you are truly capable of shouldering the responsibility for the millions of people and the fate of the nation in Kunlun!"
Chi Yao's eyes flickered slightly, a complex sense of vicissitude flashing across them. She remained silent, only gripping the Blood-Dripping Sword tightly with her five fingers, her murderous sword intent fully unleashed, enveloping the vast wilderness.
The Demon Moon Devouring Sun Halberd pierced through the sky, and the Demon Emperor poured out all his cultivation. The twelve illusory images of the Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings appeared, and the world-destroying demonic energy gathered like an ocean, launching a fierce attack!
The ultimate battle between the two supreme beings of the Kunlun Realm was so fierce that the sky darkened, the sun and moon were reversed, and the entire vast land of Tonglu Plain collapsed, turning into red soil and scorched rocks.
The bronze furnace of life and death floated in the heavens, its flames burning day and night, shining brightly for nine days and nine nights.
Nine days later, the demonic light dissipated, and the battle came to an end.
The supreme demonic cultivator and the current Demon Emperor of the Moon Worshiping Demonic Cult, was defeated and perished, leaving only his skeleton in the world, which was eventually taken away quietly by his son, Ling Xiu.
With the Demon Emperor's fall, the last separatist force in the Kunlun Realm was completely destroyed.
From then on, the chaotic Kunlun era, which had lasted for hundreds of years and was ravaged by war, came to a complete end. All the major and minor dynasties, ancient sects, and aristocratic clans surrendered, and the entire territory was unified and incorporated into the First Central Empire.
Despite being a woman, Chi Yao swept across the eight wastelands, pacified the chaotic world, established her rule over the land, unified the Kunlun Realm, and ushered in a new era for the Kunlun Realm.