In the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, atop Coal Hill.
A white silk noose hung from a tree, and the rebel army had breached the capital.
The last emperor of the Great Ming was about to hang himself for his country.
The next moment, Zhu Youjian's eyes snapped open.
A soul from the future possessed him, and the Supreme Martial Arts Inheritance System activated!
Spiritual qi revived, and the high-martial era descended!
Li Zicheng charged up the slope with his soldiers, laughing as he demanded the emperor's surrender.
Chongzhen raised a hand and struck. Gang energy exploded.
The Ten-Thousand-Man Enemy, King Chuang Li, was instantly obliterated, body and soul, reduced to fragments!
Civil officials defect to the enemy? Kill!
Generals carve out their own domains? Kill!
The Eight Banners of the Manchu Qing breach the border?
My command is filled with martial arts grandmasters. Why should I fear barbarians?
In this life, the Great Ming will not fall.
In this life, I will let the world bask once more in the awe-inspiring might of Hongwu!
