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The news of the Emperor Huang's victory over Chiyou spread across the land of Huaxia like a spring breeze. The leaders of various tribes, upon hearing this news, hurried to pay their respects, eager to show their submission. They brought with them the most precious treasures and the most beautiful women from their tribes, hoping to receive the Emperor Huang's protection and share in the era of peace.
"Congratulations, Emperor Huang! Hail to the Emperor Huang! Unifying Huaxia is a great achievement!" said a short and stout tribal leader, his face beaming with smiles as he raised the Jade Ruyi high in his hands, presenting it to the Emperor Huang.
"Indeed, the Emperor Huang is destined by heaven; we are all wholeheartedly devoted!" another leader, clad in animal skins and of imposing stature, echoed, gently pushing a beautiful woman forward from behind him.
The Emperor Huang, dressed in golden armor and wearing a crown symbolizing power, appeared dignified and calm. He smiled as he accepted the gifts from the various tribes and expressed his gratitude for their allegiance.
"Thank you for traveling from afar, esteemed leaders," said the Emperor Huang in a gentle tone that carried an unyielding authority. "Chiyou has been eliminated; our land of Huaxia will usher in an unprecedented era of peace! I intend to hold a Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony on an auspicious day to honor heaven and earth and announce the arrival of a new era. I hope all of you will witness this together."
"We will certainly arrive on time!" the leaders responded in unison, their voices filled with reverence and anticipation.
The day of the Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony soon arrived. It was a cloudless day with clear skies. At the foot of the sacred mountain in the heart of Central Plains, a grand altar was erected, adorned with colorful flags and accompanied by drums and music. People from various tribes gathered here to witness this historic moment.
The Emperor Huang, dressed in a golden dragon robe, slowly ascended the altar. His expression was solemn as he gazed steadfastly into the distance. Behind him stood important generals such as Emperor Yan, Feng Hou, Limu, and other tribal leaders, all dressed in ceremonial attire, participating in this solemn ceremony.
Just as the Emperor Huang was about to begin the heavenly ritual, a commotion suddenly arose from the crowd.
"Lord Emperor Yan! Lord Emperor Yan!" Several soldiers surrounded Emperor Yan as they hurried towards the Emperor Huang.
Emperor Yan's expression was grave as he quickly approached the Emperor Huang and whispered urgently in his ear, " Emperor Huang, something big has happened!"
The Emperor Huang furrowed his brows slightly and asked, "What is the matter that has you so flustered?"
The Emperor Yan took a deep breath and said heavily, "Chiyou... he is not dead! He will return in another form to seek revenge on you!"
This statement struck like a thunderclap in the Emperor Huang's ears. His expression remained unchanged, but a storm of turmoil surged within him, an unprecedented sense of crisis washing over him.
"Is this true?" the Emperor Huang asked in a lowered voice.
The Emperor Yan nodded and solemnly recounted the events that had transpired...
In the crowd, Limu noticed the Emperor Yan speaking urgently with the Emperor Huang, his expression anxious. Curiosity stirred within him as he stealthily moved closer, trying to catch what they were saying.
Limu quietly shifted his position, his gaze never leaving the Emperor Yan and the Emperor Huang. He saw the Emperor Yan looking worried, speaking in hushed tones while glancing around cautiously, fearful of being overheard. Limu's curiosity deepened; could something significant have happened? Just as he was about to move closer, he was stopped by a guard behind him.
"General Limu, please hold on," the guard said respectfully but with an undeniable firmness.
Limu frowned slightly and turned to the guard, asking in a low voice, "Why are you stopping me?"
"The Emperor Huang and the Emperor Yan are discussing important matters. No one is allowed to approach; I hope you understand, General," the guard explained with poise.
Although Limu felt displeased, he knew that this was not the time for disputes. He took a deep look at Emperor Huang and Emperor Yan, who were engaged in conversation, and turned back to his position.
"Although Chiyou is dead, before he died, he sealed his Metal Power within a part of the Jiuli Tribe and also sealed his resentment within them, granting them powerful strength and hatred towards you. Once they grow stronger, they will undoubtedly rise again, bringing about a bloody storm," Emperor Yan said in a low tone, yet his words clearly reached Emperor Huang's ears.
"Are you saying that Chiyou's lingering soul will be reborn through those Jiuli Tribe members?" Emperor Huang asked sharply, disbelief evident in his voice.
Emperor Yan shook his head and explained, "Chiyou's lingering soul has been completely eradicated by you; it cannot be reborn. However, those Jiuli Tribe members who have gained Chiyou's Metal Power will have their bodies and wills influenced by Chiyou's resentment, ultimately turning into monsters that only know how to kill."
Emperor Huang fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, "I understand. Although Chiyou is dead, his threat still exists. It seems we must prepare early just in case."
"I have already dispatched people to closely monitor the movements of the Jiuli Tribe. If any abnormalities are detected, I will report to you immediately," Emperor Yan said.
Emperor Huang nodded and scanned the crowd below, silently contemplating: To deal with this potential crisis, all forces must unite to resist the revenge of the Jiuli Tribe.
"The Heavenly Sacrifice Ceremony will continue!" Emperor Huang announced loudly, regaining his former authority and composure.
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