Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The inconclusive end to the meeting was regarded by many as Ishbara Khagan considering the Great Tang's proposal, but the Blackwater Shaman could see that Ishbara Khagan's stance had never changed.
"Yes!"
Now that no outsiders were present, Ishbara Khagan did not hold back.
"In truth, Shaman, you should know just as well as I do that the Great Tang will always be an enemy of the Western Turks! Moreover, does Shaman still remember that prophecy…"
The Blackwater Shaman said nothing, but the fog around his face stirred as he slightly nodded.
'The steppe will one day be destroyed, and that day is not far off.' This was a prophecy passed down through generations of shamans, and Ishbara Khagan had known about it since he was a child.
But the prophecy had come alongside another, and this was that 'the Fourth Prince in that year of disaster' would be the hope of the steppe who would lead all of the people of the steppe out of the peril of annihilation!
This was why the Fourth Prince had a special status.
Ishbara Khagan placed his hands behind his back and continued to speak.
"It's just that I'm still unconvinced, still unable to choke down that anger. We still want to try one more time. If the alliance can destroy the Great Tang, do you think that We can defy the prophecy? And the Western Turks can once more become the master of the continent!"
He knew the Great Tang was powerful, so powerful that the Western Turkic Khaganate could not possibly contend against it alone, but deep down, Ishbara Khagan just couldn't let go.
This steppe had actually had several Khagans. It was not some unbroken line of succession.
But few people knew that this last line, Ishbara Khagan's line, was actually the true master of the Great Steppe.
Many people on the Great Steppe had forgotten, but Ishbara Khagan had always remembered that several hundred years ago, on this vast steppe, there had been only one name, no east or west, only one empire.
And its name was the Great Turkic Empire!
Countless nomadic tribes had
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