Chapter 1716 - 1714: Cleansing Once Again

Chapter 1716: Chapter 1714: Cleansing Once Again

"Son-in-law of the Emperor, apart from the twenty-three Azure Sky Realm experts taken by the Great General, the remaining Abyssal Legion is entirely at your command!" The Commander stationed at the base said solemnly, "Please issue your orders, Son-in-law of the Emperor!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, "Now, tell me about the intelligence you have gathered!"

...

After reading the intelligence report from the Abyssal Legion, Ling Feng had a general understanding of the situation within the Shark People Clan. At the same time, he was somewhat surprised. The Abyssal Legion truly lived up to its reputation as the strongest legion within the Abyssal Court.

Unexpectedly, within just a few months, they managed to establish a vast intelligence network within the Shark People Clan, not only tracking the Royal Court’s movements but also keeping a clear watch on events in all the major and minor cities!

Knowing oneself and the enemy assures victory in every battle. With so much intelligence, Ling Feng felt confident; what was there to fear?

However, Ling Feng also knew that the Nether Clan posed a destabilizing factor for the Fishmen Race. The longer the delay, the graver the impact on the entire war scenario!

Thus, Ling Feng decided to hasten the march and capture the Royal City of the Shark People Clan as quickly as possible. As for the rumors that have already spread, Ling Feng had no way to clarify them.

The Fishmen Race’s army, The Sea Beast Tribe’s army, along with the Abyssal Legion’s troops, the Three Great Powers advanced slowly towards the Royal City of the Shark People Clan.

Even during its peak, the Shark People Clan couldn’t withstand such an assault, let alone now when it was severely weakened!

Though many Shark People Clan warriors swore to defend the city to the death, and all Shark People Clan members vowed to live and die with the city, the disparity in strength was undeniable.

The Fishmen Race’s army captured three cities in succession. Surprisingly, the Fishmen Race merely suppressed the city garrison and did not massacre the city, and quite a few Fishmen Race warriors even engaged in post-battle repairs and rescue efforts!

Were these the reputedly ruthless Fishmen Race, who were rumored to massacre cities at will?

As more cities fell, the Shark People Clan found that the Fishmen Race seemed to have no appetite for slaughter. With this news spreading, their resistance weakened considerably.

Meanwhile, Ling Feng started spreading a rumor that Shi Yang had colluded with the Nether Clan, sacrificing Shark People Clan lives to supply Yin Spirits to the Nether Clan throughout the entire Shark People Clan.

Although Ling Feng didn’t have solid evidence, since when did rumors require proof? As long as it was effective in breaking the morale of the Shark People Clan, what did it matter if it was a rumor? Moreover, Ling Feng believed that his speculation wasn’t baseless.

With the Fishmen Race’s army advancing and rumors proliferating within the Shark People Clan, many were panic-stricken.

Many Shark People Clan members attributed the cause of the war to Shi Yang. After all, Shi Yang’s war against the Fishmen Race was already lacking a solid grounding in righteousness. If everything went smoothly, and the Shark People Clan became the masters of the Sea of Spiritual Void, there would have been no issue!

But now, the Shark People Clan was on the defensive, naturally leading to dissatisfaction with Shi Yang among many of the Shark People Clan members. Such is human nature; when their own interests are harmed, they will rebel, even if the opponent is the Emperor of the Shark People Clan!

Previously, Shi Yang had secretly dealt with some ministers who opposed him in the Royal Court, and today, even those who had once supported him stood forth.

"Your Majesty, please stop this war!" an esteemed and respected old minister said sternly in the Royal Palace Hall, "Continuing this way, our Shark People Clan will be completely finished!"

𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

Shi Yang sat on the throne, eyeing the ministers below coldly, and said indifferently, "You should know that the decision to stop the war is no longer in my hands!"

"Yet, it was Your Majesty who initiated this war, and as the Emperor of the Shark People Clan, you should fulfill the duty to pacify it!" the minister responded righteously, "Therefore, I ask Your Majesty to issue a proclamation of self-blame and negotiate peace with the Fishmen Race."

A proclamation of self-blame? Shi Yang’s lips curled into a cold smile; it seemed that the pressure from the advancing Fishmen Race’s forces had completely terrified these fence-sitters.

"Do you all really think that the Fishmen Race is sure to win, and that we, the Shark People Clan, are doomed to lose?" Shi Yang asked the assembly softly, "Who else agrees with this official? Stand forth together!"

The ministers exchanged glances, and moments later, nearly seventy percent stood behind the previous minister, looking at His Majesty Shi Yang with resolute eyes.

They were all from the more powerful families within the Shark People Clan. Precisely because of this, they were not afraid of His Majesty Shi Yang. Moreover, once war reached the Royal City, their families would surely be ruined, compelling them to stand forth!

"Well, I never expected nearly all of you to stand forth!" Shi Yang laughed, then looked at the Old Prime Minister and asked, "Old Prime Minister, why haven’t you stood forth? Are you not concerned about the current situation?"

The Old Prime Minister opened his drowsy eyes and said, "Your Majesty is the Emperor of the Shark People Clan. I believe Your Majesty cares about the future of the Shark People Clan more than any of us, and I trust that Your Majesty is not ignorant, so... please issue the battle orders. We, the Shark People Clan, would rather shatter like jade than remain intact like tiles!"

"Old Prime Minister, it’s easy for you to say. Do you know how many we face?" the previously speaking minister protested angrily, "Not to mention the current Fishmen Race, even Ling Feng’s Abyssal Legion is beyond our ability to contend with. You, who claim to be the conscience of the Shark People Clan, aren’t you considering the future of the Shark People Clan?"

"Are you really considering the future of the Shark People Clan?" The Old Prime Minister chuckled and replied, "I’m already old and dim-sighted, but I believe if His Majesty hasn’t conceded, it means there’s still a trump card. Why don’t you wait a little longer?"

"Wait longer? If we wait any longer, they’ll be at our doorstep!" another minister retorted sarcastically.

Shi Yang sighed, growing weary of such pointless matters.

"Soulsorrow!" Shi Yang said blandly.

"Your Majesty, at your command!" At this moment, the figure of Soulsorrow appeared by Shi Yang’s side.

"Breaking the Nether Clan’s Prohibition still lacks some strong Yin Spirits, correct? The families behind these ministers should provide enough, right?" Shi Yang said indifferently.

Soulsorrow smirked insidiously, "More than enough; then I’ll go prepare. Your Majesty will surely be pleased with today’s decision!"

The ministers below, hearing the conversation above, displayed shock on their faces, "Your Majesty, does this mean... the previous rumors weren’t just rumors, but true?"

"Indeed, it’s true, but alas, you learned about it too late!"