Three years ago, Xiao Jue led thirty thousand Northern Garrison troops to annihilate a hundred thousand Turkic cavalrymen. But the emperor grew wary of him, and in the throne hall, personally severed his tendons and stripped him of his status, reducing him to a commoner! During his exile, he was ambushed by mysterious assassins. As he lay on the brink of death, the dormant Nine Tribulations War God Physique within him awakened with a roar. His severed tendons healed, and murderous energy soared into the sky!
Three years later, three hundred thousand Turkic wolf riders swept south, slaughtering their way through sixteen cities and hanging heads from their banners! The court watched as the realm crumbled, while Shuofang City teetered on the brink of disaster. Deputy General Qin Shan cut off three of his own fingers, wrote a blood letter that traveled eight thousand li, and knelt to beg Xiao Jue to return. “My lord! A hundred thousand soldiers and civilians recognize only your banner!”
Xiao Jue gripped half of a broken, poison-coated saber and charged alone into the enemy camp. Before an army of a hundred thousand, he struck down the Turkic Khan and wrote in blood: “The Prince of the Northern Garrison has returned!”
But this was only the beginning!
At court, Chancellor Zhao Song sneered. “An exile dares to command troops? Send the Black Armor Imperial Guard to kill him!”
In the martial world, the Holy Maiden of the Tianji Pavilion stared into an ancient mirror. “How could a mere mortal possess the bloodline of a War God?”
In the depths of the northern frontier, the Turkic High Priest cut his wrist and offered blood to the banner. “Awaken the Wolf God! I want the Prince of the Northern Garrison... reduced to dust!”
With each tribulation overcome, the Nine Tribulations War God Physique unlocks power that reaches the heavens!
First Tribulation: Ten Thousand Jun, strength enough to shatter a thousand troops. → Second Tribulation: Undying, impervious to blades and spears. → Third Tribulation: Heaven’s Wrath, the power to summon thunder... When Xiao Jue finally smashed the imperial throne, he saw a hundred thousand soldiers kneeling in tears of blood. “If you won’t take the throne, who will?!”
