As the leader of the rebels, Zhao He survived to the end.
No one thought that he still had the ability to turn the tables. Everyone thought that Zhao He, who had lost all his minions, was no longer able to fight back.
It was not until Zhao He vomited blood that he broke free from the mental restraints imposed on him by Xia Changan, and took out a spiritual weapon that was somewhat similar in shape to a psychic machine gun.
At this time, everyone was surprised to find that Zhao He still had some strength left. He was not ready to admit defeat.
Zhao He spat out blood and said word by word: "What a jerk you are, Lord Jianing! It's just my bad luck. But, do you think I will just surrender like this? Today, even if I die, I will take you with me to be buried with me!"
The moment Xia Changan saw the spirit spear, he understood Zhao He's intention. The spirit spear looked like a fire gun, and it was probably the secret weapon that Zhao He originally intended to use to destroy the imperial mausoleum.
He probably thought that he could no longer use this musket to destroy the imperial tomb, so he took it out at this time, intending to use its powerful ability to make a final desperate effort.
We must not let him pull the trigger!
But Zhao He burst out with an unimaginable strong will. No matter how Xia Changan put pressure on him, he was not crushed by the mental pressure.
Seeing that he was about to pull the trigger and fire a devastating blow, Xia Changan did not say anything and directly released the Human Emperor Sword. The sword cut his throat and took his life cleanly.
Zhao He was only a sixth-level spiritualist. No matter how fast he moved, he couldn't be faster than a divine being like the Human Emperor's World-Suppressing Sword. Even if he was unwilling, he could only return to the netherworld.
With the death of Zhao He, the rebellion in Daxia that lasted for nearly a month came to an end.
At this moment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Some were shouting and yelling because they were still too excited to calm down; some were crying with emotion because they had escaped death; and some had red cheeks because they were trying hard to remain calm.
There was blood all around, as if it was the end of the world, but everyone was in high spirits, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
The history books are not lying, the Great Xia royal family is just that powerful!
At the same time, Xia Changan, who had been hovering in the air and exuding a domineering, cool and awesome aura, also returned to his original state due to excessive consumption of spiritual power.
Xia Changan didn't expect that the explosion of the immortal spirit would consume so much spiritual energy. She almost lost her balance when she landed. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and stabilized herself, otherwise she would have fallen flat on her face.
But she was in no mood to think about these things now, because the dense crowds of people around her made her scalp tingle. She just wanted to get away from the crowd and find a quiet place to be alone, so as to comfort her devastated little heart.
Unfortunately, the people around here really have no tact.
Just like the old man Yan Qing, he is now standing in front of Xia Changan and chattering.
"It's really the manifestation of His Majesty Taizu! Among all the people in Daxia, no one in the royal family has awakened the imperial soul. I didn't expect that at such a difficult time, His Highness actually awakened the imperial soul! This is really a blessing for Daxia!" Yan Qing's excitement was beyond words.
He now looked energetic and radiant, with no trace of his previous half-dead appearance.
Except for Yan Qing, the others were in a similar state. Everyone was thinking that Emperor Soul was really powerful and that the prince was really a savior. If the surrounding environment did not allow it, they would have celebrated enthusiastically at regular intervals.
This made Xia Changan miserable. She couldn't stand the feeling of being surrounded by people.
Before, she could rely on the immortality of the emperor to swell her face and pretend to be mighty and domineering. Now without the help of the immortality, she is just a paper tiger.
It’s over, it’s over. Let alone talking, her legs are shaking now! What should I do?
However, Lin Zewu, Yue Yuxiang, Yan Huazhang and others were still adding fuel to the fire, praising her implicitly and implicitly, and hinting that she should quickly return to Kyoto to maintain the overall situation.
Xia Changan was furious. Do you think she doesn't know that the situation in Daxia is unstable and she needs to deal with those unstable factors as soon as possible?
But that's only if you let her calm down for a while! You're all crowded together here, it's just going to torture her to death.
Xia Changan, who was really fed up, was forced to turn around and run away. Before she slipped away, she only sent a message to the group.
[You guys take your time to deal with the aftermath. I will go to Kyoto to check on the situation first.]
Xia Changan slipped away very quickly, but everyone thought she was in such a hurry to go to Kyoto because she was worried about the situation in Kyoto. Xia Changan's image in everyone's mind was once again inexplicably raised a lot.
Although Xia Changan wanted to leave the main group because she didn't like crowds, she didn't make up her destination.
She did indeed capture Kyoto as soon as possible and quickly took control of the situation in Kyoto through the city gate guards. Those rebels who defected to Zhao He had no idea that he had been defeated miserably.
When these people were arrested, they were still threatening the guards with Zhao He's name. However, the guards ignored them completely. By the time they realized what was happening, they had already been thrown into the prison and could never get out again.
These rebels in Kyoto are just the tip of the iceberg. Cancers like them are all over Daxia. Even if Zhao He falls, it will be a long process to catch these guys one by one and deal with them cleanly in the future.
Xia Changan sighed and observed a second of silence for his busy life.
But not all the people she encountered were bad. At least after the houses of these rebels were confiscated, the national treasury became much richer.
Even Xia Changan couldn't help but sigh that these people were really rich, especially Zhao He.
As expected of Daxia's Prime Minister, the treasures seized from his residence alone could be described as rich enough to rival a country. If all his properties across the country were counted, it would be astonishing.
The harvest was indeed rich, but there was still a lingering cloud of sorrow in Xia Chang'an's heart.
Wei, no clues related to the Abyss Clan were found in Zhao He's mansion. Even the bottle of Abyss Clan's blood was nowhere to be found.
Xia Changan couldn't tell whether Zhao He just got the bottle of blood by chance, so he couldn't find any clues in the mansion. He was afraid that there was another hidden story.
Regardless of the truth of the matter, Xia Changan sincerely hopes that the Abyss Clan will never appear in the world, because once they appear, they will inevitably cause great suffering to all living beings.
That would be a catastrophe that would endanger the entire Yuanling Realm. It would be better for those terrible guys to stay in the Abyss Realm forever.
Since Xia Chang'an intervened in the suppression of the rebellion in a straightforward manner, the incident was quickly settled. The remaining finishing work was completed by the ministers, and they would definitely not trouble her, the only heir to the throne of the Great Xia.
The tricky situation at hand was finally dealt with, and Xia Changan could finally enjoy the space that belonged to her alone with satisfaction.
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