Gao Wu: Traveling through the heavens in dreams, a professional rebel!

Chapter 96: A Han official was stabbed in the back, the throne was stained with blood, the Qing Dynasty fell, and warlords fought for supremacy and divided the country.

In a flash, the air in the Golden Throne Hall seemed to freeze. The once solemn and dignified hall was now stained with scarlet.

The sunlight shines through the glazed tiles, illuminating the dazzling red in a mottled manner, adding a bit of ominous color.

The shock and fear of the ministers reached their peak in this sudden change.

They looked at each other, disbelief and panic in their eyes.

“Master——!”

"Zhao Yunshang...you...how dare you assassinate the Grand Tutor?"

A cry of grief and a question pierced the solemn atmosphere like sharp arrows.

A hoarse and desperate cry came out from the mouth of a certain Qing official.

He pointed at the blood-stained ground with trembling hands, his eyes revealing unspeakable horror.

Suddenly, there was a sudden uproar in the hall, surging like a tide.

Various shouts, cries, and screams intertwined together, forming a chaotic and desperate melody.

During this period, the sleeves of the civil and military officials became tangled in panic, and the gorgeous court robes woven with gold thread lost their former glory and became dull.

Someone staggered backwards and knocked down the jade steps behind him. The crisp shattering sound was particularly harsh in the tense air.

Some people also covered their chests tightly, trying to suppress the fear and panic churning in their hearts.

Worse still, some were so frightened that they fell to the ground, or sat paralyzed aside, opening their mouths but unable to make a sound.

In my mind, I kept praying that this was just a nightmare.

At this moment, the ministers were horrified and questioned, and their bodies began to tremble.

"What...what do you want to do? What...what are you going to do?"

"Damn it! You are just slaves! Are you planning to rebel now?"

"What a bunch of bastards! Why don't you ask for forgiveness from His Majesty?"

"..."

They seemed to have sensed something vaguely, but they did not dare to reveal the truth openly.

Constantly using words to change the subject, trying to smooth things over.

On the other hand, the Han official who casually slapped the tutor to death had an expression of arrogance and contempt.

"Humph! You barbarians from other races! Are you worthy of being mentioned in the same breath with us?"

"Slave? Fine, fine! How dare you humiliate me like this! You deserve to die!"

After saying this, he took a deep breath, and his chest swelled as if it contained tremendous power that was about to burst out.

As he clenched his fist, veins bulged out like the tangled roots of an ancient tree, revealing a determination and strength that should not be underestimated.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze, the noise around quietly receded, and everyone's eyes were firmly attracted by this amazing act.

The next moment, the Qing Dynasty official uniform on the upper body of the Han minister was shattered into pieces with a crackling sound under the irresistible force, like rotten wood encountering a raging fire, and the fragments flew everywhere.

It was as if the dust of history was blown up by a strong wind and exposed in broad daylight.

The exquisite and luxurious silk and brocade lost their former glory in an instant.

Instead, there is wildness and power hidden deep underneath, ready to unleash.

At this moment, the exposed body was like a sculpture of rock, with clear muscle lines.

Every inch of it exudes a primitive and pure sense of power, as if an ancient god of war has traveled through time and space and descended here.

In a flash, he moved at an astonishing speed.

Like a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex, it suddenly burst out with astonishing speed and strength.

A residual image was left in the air.

It was as if time had to give way to him, leaving a smooth path for his actions. His target was a Qing official who was questioning not far away.

Then, before the official could react, he could only watch as an indescribable storm swept towards him.

During the charge, there was a deafening roar, as if even the earth was shaking to make way for its advance.

A moment later, before the Qing officials could come to their senses, the Han official had already appeared next to the target.

"Bang~"

The big hand suddenly hammered down, and suddenly, a head was smashed into the chest.

Scarlet blood spurted out and splashed on the Han minister, making him look as terrifying as a demon crawling out of hell.

Seeing this, many Qing officials were dumbfounded, and then their minds were filled with shock and fear.

After this, other Han ministers also tore off their disguises, and each of them showed a ferocious look on their faces.

"Humph! You bastards! I've been fed up with you for a long time! Kill!"

"Those Qing troops are such rubbish. I thought I could put some pressure on those peasants, but I didn't expect them to be annihilated! Since I failed to kill those bastards, I'll start with you!"

"The coming great world of cultivation has nothing to do with you barbarians and foreigners! Go to hell!"

"And the little emperor, just in time to see if killing him will make any difference!"

"Stop it, old man! Leave him to me!"

"..."

Soon, accompanied by screams.

The blood slowly dripped from the platform, winding down along the intricately carved dragon-patterned stone steps.

Like ferocious red snakes, they coldly reveal the cruelty and ruthlessness behind them.

Outside the palace, dark clouds that had gathered at some unknown time covered the sky, and thunder rumbled faintly, as if foreshadowing that this alien dynasty was about to meet its due end.

A moment later, dozens of Han officials completely controlled the entire palace, and all the Qing people with Qing blood in their bodies were killed.

The nobler the status, the more miserable the death.

Princesses, princes... no matter how young they are, they cannot escape death.

Basically, you either get beaten to pieces by fists or hammered into a pulp.

When it comes to cold-blooded cruelty, those ordinary star power practitioners can't even catch up with these people from aristocratic families.

After all, in comparison, they are even less humane and are all sophisticated egoists.

He can even betray his own people, his country, morality, let alone his former alien master!

On that day, the Han Chinese aristocratic families, who had been well prepared, immediately blockaded the entire capital and began a large-scale purge of the Qing Chinese forces.

Kill them all, regardless of gender, age or status!
The main purpose is to kill all the family members and eradicate the roots!

After that, in the capital of the Qing Dynasty, Han families declared rebellion one after another, determined to overthrow the alien rule for the Han people.

In fact, this is just a slogan, a fig leaf!

Of course, it can also be seen as an entry ticket for the aristocratic families to compete with other star power practitioners for the dominance of the world.

Only in this way can they wash away the traces of the Qing Dynasty from them.

Without a trace, the Qing Dynasty fell in an instant.

The upper class was stabbed in the back by those Han Chinese aristocratic families, the middle class Sifang Qing army was wiped out by the star power practitioners, one third of the lower class officials were killed by Lin Yaozu, and the rest were all purged by the star power practitioners.

After the stone tablet descended and the method of cultivating star power spread, the fate of the Qing Dynasty was completely determined.

He holds absolute power, but has lost the powerful force to suppress everything.

This is self-destruction!
(End of this chapter)