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The Ice God descended slowly, her arrival like the rise of a bright full moon, illuminating the dark night of the Dou Ling Empire. The citizens, like little flowers under her light, knelt down, bowing their heads to express their reverence and worship.
Among those kneeling were the elderly, women, and young children.
Their eyes were filled with devotion and hope, as if the arrival of the Ice God was the most beautiful expectation in their hearts.
The Tianhun Empire enjoyed the Ice God's blessings, with favorable weather and peace, making the Dou Ling people envious.
They had once dreamed that this benevolent deity would rescue them from their suffering.
And now, they couldn't believe it—the benevolent and just goddess had truly descended upon the Dou Ling Empire!
"Merciful and just Ice God!"
"Please, save us!"
The people's pleas surged like ocean waves, forming a powerful force that reached the Ice God. They believed that only she could save them from their suffering.
From a distance, Shui Wuya controlled the illusion of the Ice God.
The desires and pleas of the people reached his ears.
He spoke with authority.
"The tyranny of the Dou Ling Empire has been fully exposed, harming the people and ruling with an iron fist.
I have heard your cries.
Today, your oppression ends!"
The gentle female voice of the Ice God's illusion echoed from the sky.
Unlike the Sea God and the original Ice God, he did not need to become a deity through faith. Having inherited the Ice God's position, he could directly use the power of faith.
The Ice God's voice reverberated throughout the land, her mysterious and majestic presence instilling awe in everyone.
The Dou Ling Emperor sat deep within the palace, watching the illusion of the Ice God draw closer, his heart filled with immense fear.
Why has the Ice God descended here?
Have I truly angered the gods?
The Dou Ling Emperor was in utter disbelief, yet he realized clearly that his rule was at its end.
"I am the Great Emperor of Dou Ling; how could I end up like this?"
He murmured, his eyes filled with endless fear and despair.
If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have dared to defy the Shui family, even with a thousand lives.
Amidst the people's reverence, the illusion of the Ice God controlled by Shui Wuya moved a large hand toward the palace.
The Dou Ling Emperor saw the illusion drawing near, and was so terrified that he lost control of his bodily functions, his soul nearly escaping his body.
"No, no!"
He roared in a low voice, but his voice had lost its former authority and arrogance, leaving only a desperate wail.
The Ice God's face showed no mercy.
She raised her hand, pointing at the Dou Ling Emperor, and a flash of cold light appeared.
The Emperor's body began to tremble, an icy chill spreading over him as he felt his life slowly slipping away.
He wanted to shout, to struggle, but it was futile.
Finally, his body completely froze, the cold enveloping him, leaving him dead with his eyes wide open.
Immediately after, the Ice God's voice thundered across the sky.
"The Emperor of the Dou Ling Empire, heavily sinful, guilty of countless crimes, disrespecting the people, wantonly oppressing them, and indulging in greed!"
Her voice was stern and powerful, each word deeply engraved in everyone's hearts.
"Today, I execute the Emperor of the Dou Ling Empire in the name of justice, to uphold justice for the people of the world!"
Her words spread throughout the empire, heard clearly by everyone.
The citizens of the Dou Ling Empire, like freed prisoners, knelt to the ground.
Tears filled their eyes as they murmured softly, their gratitude overflowing.
"The Dou Ling Emperor has been defeated!"
"We are finally free!"
"The Ice God is our savior!"
"We will forever remember your kindness, Ice God!"
They cheered, raising their arms in celebration, their voices like a tidal wave resounding throughout the empire.
At the same time, the Shui family's army descended upon the capital like divine warriors, their formation orderly and their strength overwhelming, suppressing the Dou Ling Empire's soldiers with ease.
The Shui family emissaries also launched a full assault, heading straight for the palace.
Their goal was to capture the brutal royal nobles.
Ji Juechen wielded his sword with precision, each swing creating beautiful arcs of sword energy that felled a Dou Ling Empire warrior with every strike, astonishing everyone.
Ma Xiaotao, agile in her movements, unleashed her Phoenix Blaze technique, summoning a giant fire phoenix that incinerated enemies into ashes with its blazing flames.
Tang Ya, wielding twin blades, attacked the enemies with fervor until Shui Jinger stopped her, urging, "We need to take prisoners; there's no need for unnecessary killing!"
Tang Ya paused, then nodded, restraining her killing intent.
Under this terrifying combat power, even the empire's most loyal Imperial Guards were in full retreat.
The Shui family warriors slaughtered them, leaving them scattered, armor discarded, fleeing in all directions.
Within the palace, the nobles, terrified, knelt and begged for mercy, only to be captured one by one.
In the hidden passage under the palace, Viscount Maurice was fleeing in haste.
He had ordered his servants to gather the palace treasures, his heart filled with the desire to escape.
As long as he escaped, he could enjoy wealth and luxury once more!
"Where are you going?"
Suddenly, a voice called out.
Viscount looked up to see that the person blocking his path was none other than his servant, Mus.
"Get out of my way!"
Viscount roared in fury, "You lowly servant, how dare you block me!"
But the servant did not retreat, standing there with determined eyes.
"You abused my sister; you won't escape!"
His voice was filled with anger and determination, "Today, you will pay for your deeds!"
"For that trivial matter?"
Viscount sneered.
Such a small incident he had long forgotten.
"Cut off this wretch's head!"
Viscount ordered angrily, signaling his guards to deal with the servant.
However, the guards who usually obeyed him hesitated.
They understood that the Dou Ling Empire's time had passed.
And this viscount, who had oppressed and brutalized even them, was someone they despised.
"What are you waiting for? Attack!"
Viscount's face twisted with rage, "Fine, if you won't do it, I will!"
He drew his sword, ready to kill the servant.
But just then, a figure appeared before them.
Dressed in the attire of a Shui family disciple, the newcomer exuded unparalleled authority and presence.
"It's the Shui family!"
Viscount's heart sank.
"Viscount!"
The Shui disciple's voice was cold and firm, "You are under arrest by the Shui family. Now, it's time for your judgment."
"No!!"
Viscount collapsed in terror, his face filled with despair and fear.
(End of chapter)