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"A Great Grandmaster is indeed a Great Grandmaster. Even if he was cursing, he was still able to find a Great Grandmaster among the emptiness."
Wang Qinian hid behind Ren Shao 'an, who had a horrified expression on his face. Out of habit, his eyes began to turn. Then, when no one was paying attention, he quietly took a step back. He and Zong Zhui were known as the wings of the Overwatch Council. When it came to escaping and hiding, they were unparalleled in the world. Everyone's attention on the summit of Dong Mountain was focused on the sudden appearance of the third man in the bamboo hat. They did not notice that one had disappeared among them.
Wang Qinian thought to himself that this was probably the advantage of a minor character. Like Gao Da, who had struggled to keep his life at the waist of the mountain, these people who had been by his side for a long time all had different thoughts than most of the loyal officials and filial sons. Living was the most important. Even if the Emperor was about to die, they still had to live.
Wang Qinian's disappearance could be hidden from everyone in the world, but it could not be hidden from the Great Grandmasters on the summit of the mountain. They looked at each other, at the Qing Emperor, and could not spare a part of their attention to look at a withered and nameless old man.
Layers of dark clouds gathered for no reason and hung high in the sky above the summit of Dong Mountain, blocking out most of the blazing sunlight. The summit of the mountain was once again enveloped in a gloomy sea wind.
Everything was silent.
The Minister of the Board of Rites was a spirited old man. He should have stepped out and sternly criticized the despicable murder in front of him, but he couldn't speak. The official of Taichang Temple, Ren Shao 'an, was not very old. He should be standing by the Emperor's side and helping the Emperor block the powerful murderous aura from within and from a foreign country. However, he didn't dare.
No one dared to move. No one dared to speak. Boundless complicated emotions rose in everyone's hearts. Some were excited, some were terrified, some were excited, some were excited, some were desperate, some were respectful, and some were sad.
That's right, too many things had happened on this mountain top that wasn't very spacious. Too many important people had come, so much so that the ancient temples that were scattered in picturesque disorder also began to tremble in the sea breeze. The copper bells at the corners of the eaves jingled, showing their worship to these important people.
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Ye Liuyun, Sigu Jian, and Ku He were the three Great Grandmasters worshipped by the people of the three countries. The three Great Grandmasters each lived in different parts of the world. Ku He was the Imperial Advisor of Northern Qi, Sigu Jian protected Dongyi with his sword, and Ye Liuyun drifted on the sea. No one in this world could invite the three of them to appear in the same place at the same time. This was the self-awareness of being at the peak of the human world.
Now, they had come to Dong Mountain for one person.
The other party was the Emperor of the Qing Kingdom whose ambitions had never waned, the Emperor of the most powerful nation in the world, the person with the most power in the world.
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Eunuch Hong, who never left the capital, stood beside the Emperor.
The Four Grandmasters were going to Dong Mountain!
Assassinate the Qing Emperor!
The pinnacle of martial power and the pinnacle of power in the world were gathered here. Such a miraculous scene had never appeared in the history of this continent, and it might not appear again in the long years to come. Such a scene could only exist in people's fantasies, or in the stories of Northern Qi's storytellers.
However, this seemingly impossible scene finally became reality on Dong Mountain at the end of summer.
Furthermore, the target, the Qing Emperor, the four Great Grandmasters, would never forget that there was a blind man standing in front of the door of that old little temple. A blind man with a black cloth tied over his eyes.
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"Greetings, Your Majesty." The Great Grandmaster who came last was also wearing hemp clothing, but his feet were bare. The hemp pants fell to his ankles and did not cover his feet that were not stained by dust.
The Emperor bowed slightly. "I haven't seen the Imperial Advisor in a year and a half. His spirit is getting better."
Ku He slowly took off the straw hat he wore on his head, revealing his bald head. The wrinkles on his forehead gave off a peaceful aura. In a quiet voice, he said, "The Emperor's spirit is also not bad."
The Emperor had already shaken off his earlier shock. Since Lao Wu had come, Sigu Jian had come, and Ku He had also come. He laughed bitterly as if admiring his sister, who he had purposely left alive, for being able to make such a big move.
"I really don't know what power Yunrui has to be able to convince you all."
In a moment, the bitterness in the Qing Emperor's smile disappeared. Boldly, he said, "You all are not mortals. I am the Son of Heaven, but I am also not a mortal. If you want to kill me, do you have the courage to bear the chaos after my death?"
These words were not false. Once the Qing Emperor was assassinated and died, no matter how the Eldest Princess turned the situation around in Jingdou, the Qing Kingdom would certainly be dealt a heavy blow. The Emperor being assassinated was tantamount to ripping open a large wound in the hearts of the Qing people. The always stable Qing court had suffered such a heavy blow. If they wanted to maintain internal balance, they had to find an outlet to vent their anger externally.
The Qing Emperor's calmness came from his judgment of the situation. If he was assassinated on Dong Mountain and foreign powers joined in, regardless of whether the officials in court were loyal or not, under the powerful pressure of the death of the Monarch, they would certainly be forced to mobilize troops.
Given the Qing Kingdom's powerful military power and the blood of the people nurtured over many years, once they raised the banner of vengeance for the Emperor, how could Northern Qi and Dongyi withstand it? Even if the other party had a Great Grandmaster, chaos was bound to rise.
"Once I die, millions of people will die." The Emperor smiled disdainfully and looked at the three Great Grandmasters. "You three have always liked to call yourselves the protectors of the people. Ku He, you protect Northern Qi, and Sigu Jian protects Dongyi. However, because of my death, your people will die, starve, be humiliated, lose their homes, and not be able to breathe for 100 years. Is this trade worth it?"
Ku He smiled slightly. "If the Emperor did not die, would he not send out troops? Would a world war not happen? "
The Emperor slowly said, "During these 20 years, there has not been a major war. You know best why."
Ku He sighed and said, "Your Majesty commands troops like a god. The Qing Kingdom grows stronger each day. The reason why the Emperor takes pity on the people and has not started a war is because there are still us old men alive in the world. Otherwise, even if you unified the world, it would be a world that could collapse at any moment because of us. Naturally, the Emperor does not want this result."
"Correct, I am waiting for you to grow old, waiting for you to die." The Emperor's eyelids drooped slightly. "I am younger than you, I can wait …"
"We can't wait anymore," Ku He sighed again. "Otherwise, after we die, who will maintain the peace of the world?"
The Qing Emperor's sword-like brows gradually furrowed. The small wrinkle between his brows held a glimmer of coldness and tyranny. "Peace? The peace of the world is something only I can give! With just you three boorish men who do not understand the times and only know how to fight, do you think you can give the people of the world peace and prosperity? "
The Northern Qi Imperial Advisor, who was the last to ascend the mountain, smiled warmly and said to the Qing Emperor in a quiet voice, "A thousand years later, no matter how the history books discuss the Dong Mountain incident today, it is not something we mortals can control. Each person is unable to take responsibility for the distant future. What we want to see is the present in this peaceful world."
Ku He pressed his palms together slightly and said, "At least before the three of us die, before we grow old, we have to take some responsibility for the world."
"So I must die?" The Qing Emperor smiled slightly and turned his head to look at Ye Liuyun. "Uncle, you are a person of the Qing Kingdom. How carefree you are to ride a boat on the ocean. You want me to die. Is it for the peace of the world? Don't forget, the Qing Kingdom has fought north and south and killed countless people. Your Ye family will take 30% of this! "
Without waiting for Ye Liuyun to reply, the Qing Emperor turned to Sigu Jian and smiled coldly. "What about you? A sword fanatic who kills people like grass has the world in his heart? Did you kill your entire family for the sake of Dongyi's peace? "
In the end, the Qing Emperor gazed disdainfully at Ku He and said, "Tianyi Dao has a great reputation for Ascetic Cultivation, but you cultivators do not produce and are all supported by the people. What do you count as? You are nothing more than a group of vermin. "
"Fight against the moon!" The Qing Emperor shouted coldly. "Don't think that just because you've shaved your head, you can wash away the blood on your hands."
"Uncle, you are only doing this for the continuation of your family. Of course, I had originally intended to kill you here. If you want to kill me, I have no complaints."
"Sigu Jian, you have protected Dongyi for many years. I want to destroy Dongyi. It is reasonable for you to assassinate me."
"Ku He, you are the Imperial Advisor of Northern Qi. I want to swallow up Northern Qi. There is no need to say more about your wild actions."
"The three of you have a reason to kill me, and you also have the qualifications to kill me, but …" He looked at the three Great Grandmasters with earth-shattering cultivation, and could not suppress his disdain. "You all have your own little schemes in your hearts, so why bother to come up with an excuse to deceive the world?"
"Wearing three straw hats and three hemp clothes, do you think you are common people? Wrong! You are monsters that should not exist in this world. "The Qing Emperor stared coldly at the three Great Grandmasters." Are you worthy to plead for the lives of tens of thousands of people? "
The Qing Emperor gently waved his sleeve and laughed. His laughter was full of disdain and mockery. Perhaps it was mockery of the three Great Grandmasters who stood at the peak of the world, or perhaps it was mockery of his own fate of being defeated by the will of heaven.
"Never mind, the will of heaven has always been unfair. Three ignorant people are going to ruin my great plan. For 20 years, I have often asked the heavens why they were not born a thousand years ago or a hundred years ago. Why did they have to give birth to you old monsters when I was alive?"
The most powerful middle-aged man in the world suddenly withdrew his smile and coldly said, "Now that everyone is here, what are we waiting for?"
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After Eunuch Hong withdrew his aura, the Qing Emperor stood by his side with his head held high. Surrounded by three Great Grandmasters, he laughed and talked without fear. What kind of confidence and spirit was this? If it had been any other powerful noble in the world placed in his current situation, no matter how clear-minded they were, they would have sunk into an unbearable emotion.
Only the Qing Emperor continued to speak confidently and with assurance. There was not a glimmer of fear between his brows and in his eyes. There was only a glimmer of calmness after astonishment, as well as a faint glimmer of melancholy and helplessness after the calmness.
He separately questioned the three Great Grandmasters coldly. His insufferably arrogant attitude did not weaken in the slightest because of the current dangerous situation. His long years of cultivation as the most powerful person in the world allowed him to naturally reveal the unparalleled dignity of an Emperor even though he was surrounded by the peak of human power.
Given the Qing Emperor's methods, boldness, and determination, there were already signs of unifying the world 20 years ago. He had the ability to complete this great undertaking and create another country after the Wei Kingdom.
The Qing Emperor would also become the true ruler of the world.
20 years ago, the Qing Kingdom's pace of unifying the world was forced to slow. In the process of the Qing Kingdom replacing the Wei Kingdom and becoming the most powerful country in the land, the martial realms of the world suddenly took a leap. Beginning 30 years ago, a number of Great Grandmasters gradually appeared in the world. In the history of the human race, there had never been a monster who could single-handedly oppose the machinery of a country.
Once such a terrifying Great Grandmaster appeared, even someone as powerful as the Qing Emperor would have no choice but to temporarily hold back the vanguard and seek a temporary balance in the land.
"What are you waiting for?" The Qing Emperor once again repeated in a mocking tone. "A proper Great Grandmaster is afraid of me? Zhan Mingyue, you've remained hidden. Are you worried that this Dong Mountain situation was set up by me and Yunrui together? "
With one sentence, he saw through the thoughts of others. The Qing Emperor had this ability, even if the other party was an unfathomable Great Grandmaster.
Ku He smiled slightly. The faint light reflected off the black clouds above his head. His entire person seemed to have become one with the summit of the mountain. In an even voice, he replied, "When all is said and done, Northern Qi and Dongyi have been harmed badly by the Emperor and the Eldest Princess these years."
Faced with such a good opportunity as Dong Mountain, the three Great Grandmasters would all wonder if the Eldest Princess' sudden loss of power and the Crown Prince's abrupt dethronement were part of a conspiracy by the Qing people. Thus, they had to see the true problems within the Qing Kingdom.
Everything at present, Yan Xiaoyi's rebel army changing Commanders at the last minute, proved all of this.
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A strange sight appeared on the ocean. The layers of black clouds above the summit of Dong Mountain grew wider and wider. In the end, they connected to the horizon where the sea and the sky met. The entire sky was covered by dark clouds. The sky grew darker and darker. The churning and squeezing of the clouds seemed to be clearly visible. It was as if some unknown energy was accumulating between the shapeshifting and struggling clouds.
The wind whistled. Thunder rumbled faintly among the clouds. It was as if the world was moaning in pain. Then, a drop of rain fell.
Under the thickest layer of black clouds in the sky, the summit of Dong Mountain had already entered a strange realm. When the first drop of rain fell, it coincidentally landed on the golden dragon embroidered on the bright yellow dragon robe on the Qing Emperor's body.
The rain fell on the coiled dragon's right eye. The bright yellow robe was soaked in water. It made the dragon's eye appear dim and sorrowful.
Force.
Unusually powerful four forces appeared at the same time on the summit of Dong Mountain shrouded in black clouds. They interfered with each other, nestled against each other, clashed, and gradually converged. They wanted to charge into the sky and compete with the heavenly might hidden in the thick clouds above the summit.
Solid.
The four forces contained tangible power. They merged perfectly together and advanced to a mysterious realm. When the first drop of rain fell, they controlled everything on the summit of Dong Mountain. All life began to lose control of their own hearts in this realm of reality and force.
The Qing officials and priests of the temple did not fall to the ground because of the terrifying pressure. They were still standing. However, their entire bodies were frozen. There was not a sliver of possibility of moving. They were terrified, but they could not narrow their eyes. They lost control, but their urine could not wet their clothes. They wanted to scream, but they could not open their mouths.
The long grass around the summit fell down like swords, piercing toward the center of the field. It was like they were worshiping the monarch of the mortal world. The copper bells on the eaves of the temple swayed gently. The metal inside also moved harmoniously with them and could not make any sound. The yellow soil on the ground slowly retreated toward the cracks in the stones at a speed visible to the naked eye. It shrank into a line, a quivering line, avoiding this boundless power.
There was not a sliver of sound. All of it was sealed within the thick barrier formed by the terrifying power. The thunder of the killing clouds and the soft murmur of the raindrops moistening the earth all became the subtitles of a pantomime. One could see the form but not hear the sound.
Surpassing the ninth-level and breaking through the ninth-level. Humans had always wondered what kind of situation would occur once such power was fully displayed. On Dong Mountain, the five most powerful people in the world acted at the same time. This power even faintly surpassed the limits of humans. It began to move infinitely closer to the illusory path of heaven.
The wind rose without a sound.
The heavy rain fell without the sound of a drip.
The rain struck Master Ku He's old face. It was not turned into powder by the pure zhenqi in his body. Instead, it gently and naturally slid down, wetting the front of his clothes, his hemp clothing, and his bare feet. The wild wind on the summit blew his clothes backward. He was like a mountain, standing quietly at the summit, welcoming the wind and rain. He did not purposely resist. He only gently and naturally mixed in with the wind and rain.
He was borrowing the power of the mountain, wind, and rain to calm the Tyrannical zhenqi in front of him.
Eunuch Hong held the Qing Emperor's hand with one hand. His entire body had straightened. The Tyrannical zhenqi in his body was unleashed without reservation. His hair and beard all stood up and pierced through the official hat he wore on his head. His clothes also danced against the wind. His entire body emanated a Tyrannical aura that could scare away ghosts and gods. It was as if he wanted to completely crush the mountain, wind, and rain.
A strange light suddenly flashed through Master Ku He's eyes. It was a strange light that was completely at odds with Tianyi Dao's righteous and peaceful nature. His lips muttered something, but it was impossible to hear what he was saying. It made his body sway helplessly in the wind and rain, but there was not a trace of dejection.
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Of the four powers present, only Eunuch Hong used his full strength. His aura shot into the sky, shaking the rain around him and the Emperor into a pink mist. It spread around them and blurred the scene within.
In the end, Tyranny could not be maintained, particularly this kind of heaven-shaking Tyranny. Eunuch Hong's eyes shone with a strange light. His entire person seemed to have become decades younger. Was he using up his life and zhenqi to delay these three Great Grandmasters for an instant and give Wu Zhu a chance to save the Emperor?
Wu Zhu stood in the rain and allowed the rain to wet his black cloth. He did not move at all.
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Just because he did not move did not mean he would never move. Sigu Jian was like a streak of rain that had changed direction. Slicing through a black shadow, he stood between Wu Zhu and the Qing Emperor like a ghost.
Sigu Jian also did not move. He only gathered his power. He lowered his head with the straw hat covering his face. The rain that filled the sky seemed to want to completely swallow this short man in hemp clothing.
No matter how large the wind and rain was, it was unable to swallow the sword he held upside down in his hand.
Wu Zhu glanced at the sword in Sigu Jian's hand through the black cloth.
The sword that still shone with a cold and bloody light in the wind and rain suddenly dimmed for a moment.
Sigu Jian still did not move, but the powerful zhenqi in his body was forced out and seeped out through the hundreds of large and small holes in the hemp clothing on his body.
These hundreds of holes were the price this Great Grandmaster had to pay for killing 100 Tiger Guards with one strike.
Sigu Jian's zhenqi seemed to be tangible as it shot out from the holes in his hemp clothing. Although it did not make a sound, one could feel it clearly from the rapidly swaying shape of the hemp clothing through the holes. After these pieces of zhenqi were forced out of his body, they did not break through the air. Instead, they danced around his body in a sharp arc.
They danced around his body, causing the rainwater to dance.
The rainwater became blades that danced noiselessly in the air. They were transparent and looked incomparably magical.
Wu Zhu slowly lowered his head and flipped his hand around the metal drill at his waist. His brows furrowed slightly.
In an instant, the blades of rainwater around Sigu Jian's body danced even more violently. They severed all life around him and enveloped the entire summit of the mountain in an atmosphere of despair and ruthlessness.
Sigu Jian had not drawn his sword because he was a foolish and stubborn sword.
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Ye Liuyun also did not draw his sword because his sword had already pierced into the cliff at the foot of the mountain. Among the five Great Grandmaster level peerless powerhouses present, only he looked a little lonely at the moment.
He was a Qing person.
He was the protector of the Ye family.
He was called uncle by the Qing Emperor.
He wanted to kill the Qing Emperor.
His hands, which could cut through gold and jade and collapse clouds and capture the wind, were still firmly and gently placed in his sleeves. They still did not extend out.
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Master Ku He was the first to move. He moved one foot. He only took a step toward old Eunuch Hong's side and took a light step.
Eunuch Hong felt like a mountain was pressing down on him. Raising his eyebrows, he bent the middle finger of his left hand slightly and struck out. Like a bolt of lightning, he used pure Tyrannical power to break his opponent's harmonious stance.
The mountain broke.
The rain arrived.
Ku He pressed his palms together. The wind and rain in the sky changed direction in an instant and pounced toward Eunuch Hong's face, which had suddenly become dozens of years younger.
When the rainwater touched Eunuch Hong's face, it did not leave any marks. However, there seemed to be a few more wrinkles on Eunuch Hong's smooth face. His entire person seemed to have aged a great deal.
However, the rainwater immediately evaporated. Eunuch Hong dug out his index finger again and tapped it down in the air in front of him. Although it was silent, it caused the rainwater to move out of the way. It caused the stone tiles to split open, revealing the yellow soil below. Even the yellow soil could not withstand such a ruthless aura. Countless grains rolled and twisted, forcing out the moisture.
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Ku He was like a fallen leaf, not touching the rain as he drifted back. The stone tiles he had stepped on earlier suddenly disappeared. Drying in the torrential rain, it revealed the cracked ground like yellow sand.
Ku He felt pity in his heart. He knew that this companion, who had hidden in the Qing Palace for decades, had thoughts of leaving. Otherwise, he would not have chosen such a forceful method. What kind of Tyrannical zhenqi was this? With such powerful zhenqi released, even the body of a Great Grandmaster would not be able to withstand it for a moment.
He drifted forward again, still like a fallen leaf.
Holding Eunuch Hong's left hand, it was like a fallen leaf finally being wet by the rain. It stuck firmly to the mottled wall of the temple, unable to break free.
Eunuch Hong's eyebrows rose up.
Ku He's clothes began to flutter.
The air between the two of them began to change endlessly, causing the wind and rain passing through them to suddenly calm.
There was still not a single sound.
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Rainwater flowed down the straw hat and formed a curtain of water, covering Sigu Jian's face. He lowered his head and gently loosened his hand. He let go of the hilt of the sword. In the wind and rain, two fingers swiftly extended, each pointing toward the horizon.
His fingers drew across. The wind and rain around him immediately became chaotic. Sword intent exploded.
The long sword slowly drew down from his hand. It froze in midair and no longer fell. In an instant, it regained its luster. A bright light pierced the tip of the sword from the hilt. Murderous intent pointed toward the earth and the sky. It pressed forward with an unstoppable force.
A bottomless black hole appeared out of nowhere in the ground.
Wu Zhu lowered his head and tightened his grip on the metal drill. His thumb pressed against his index finger. His knuckles were slightly white.
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Ye Liuyun knew he had to act. This last attack had to be completed by him. This was the most important part of the agreement.
He slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was already calm. He extended a pair of pure white jade-like hands from his sleeves.
Ye Liuyun attacked with all his strength. The balance of power on the scene was immediately broken. Eunuch Hong's Tyrannical aura was no longer able to withstand the combined attack of the three Great Grandmasters. A small crack immediately appeared in the mysterious realm.
The small crack in the bubble was enough to destroy everything.
The sound once again fell to the ground.
A muffled sound rang out between Ku He and Eunuch Hong's body. Earlier, two streaks of zhenqi of completely different natures had collided, but the sound had been delayed until now. The muffled sound was like thunder and wind.
The hemp clothing on Ku He's arms was completely shattered, revealing his old arms covered in blood. However, his gaze was still calm and peaceful. His hands gently brushed against Eunuch Hong's right hand. The fallen leaves were blown by the mountain wind. They drew strange but seemingly natural marks as they floated up.
The Imperial Advisor's right palm gently caressed Eunuch Hong's chest.
Eunuch Hong's face seemed to age even more.
Then, Eunuch Hong's chest suddenly swelled up violently. It shook aside Imperial Advisor Ku He's palm that carried the power of heaven and earth.
Ku He's face paled. He then gently pressed down a second palm.
The Emperor sighed and released the hand that had been holding Eunuch Hong the entire time. The sound of his sigh rang out on the summit of the mountain that had been silent for a long time. It appeared desolate and calm.
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"The waves only bloom for a moment, but they are no different than a millennial stone. Liuyun is the same. The Emperor is the same."
Ye Liuyun expressionlessly finished reciting this verse and came to stand in front of the Qing Emperor. Ku He and Eunuch Hong were together. Wu Zhu and Sigu Jian were together. There was no one else in the world who had the right to stop him from completing the final attack to assassinate the Emperor.
A bolt of lightning in the sky finally reached the summit of the mountain. The sound of rain grew louder.
The lightning flashed and disappeared. It only lit up for a moment. It was truly in the time it took for a spark to fly off a flint. In this instant, Sigu Jian saw Wu Zhu loosen his grip on the metal rod.
Sigu Jian's mouth split into a grin. The two fingers on his hands bent. The rainwater at his fingertips dripped down. The long sword that had been floating in the air beside him flew out with a whoosh. It circled around his body in a semicircle and pierced straight toward the Qing Emperor's back.
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In front of him was Ye Liuyun. Behind him was Sigu Jian's indomitable and concentrated zhenqi attack. Even a Great Grandmaster would not be able to deal with it. The matter had finally reached its end.
The Qing Emperor had already let go of Eunuch Hong's hand. He did not want this old eunuch to be unable to enjoy himself in the battle between the Great Grandmasters because of him. His right hand trembled, but his expression was incomparably calm. He had already prepared himself to welcome death.
People were always going to die. The rainwater entered the Emperor's lips with a slightly bitter taste. The dragon in his robe was drenched in the rain and struggled in the clouds. It appeared particularly unwilling.
After the lightning, thunder finally descended on the summit of the mountain. With a crack, it rumbled repeatedly.
The Qing Emperor stood proudly on the summit of the mountain, waiting for death.
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