My Empire: Nineteen Surgeries to Conquer Myriad Worlds

As soon as Xuan Yao transmigrated, he became a victim of imperial power. He watched his family and the neighbors around him be beheaded, blood flooding the long streets.

Once the crown prince, he had been kindhearted and was tricked into this fate.

The powerful in-laws, drunk on their influence and backed by an army of thirty thousand Black Armored troops, intended to humiliate me to death in the Golden Throne Hall, in front of the entire court.

If the ruling class of Great Yu was so bent on its own destruction, then let them feel the might of an emperor!

A hundred thousand Imperial Guards in rebellion?

Half a million Ice Wolf Cavalry at the northern strongholds?

A million poison-wielding witch and barbarian troops from the southwestern tribes?

A technologically advanced civilization with mechs tearing across the battlefield?

In the first millennium, on the boundless Star Realm Continent, I led the people through nineteen operations, tearing away the false veneer of civilization with an iron fist.

In the second millennium, the other races bowed their heads and embraced the emperor's glorious evolution. The Star Realm was unified.

In the third millennium, a great star hung in the sky, and all races descended upon us!

"Hahaha, perfect timing! I am weary of this solitude. Let the Great Expedition begin!"

"My fists still shine brilliantly, and the people have only one thing in their hearts: loyalty!"

For countless millennia to come, the stars trembled and the universe retreated. Your only way to survive is to arrange countless seas of stars into two enormous words: loyalty!