At the moment his words fell, the new Emperor Qian's aura began to rapidly diminish.
He turned around slowly, glanced at everyone, especially at the memorial tablet held in Jia Shisi's arms covered with a red cloth, and a trace of a smile appeared on his face, a smile from the depths of his heart.
"From now on, I must trouble everyone. I shall take my leave first, wishing everyone and the world a smooth passage through this calamity."
Flames began to ignite on the new Emperor Qian, his vitality began to burn, everything about him began to burn.
Rolling waves transformed into smoke, rising into the sky.
Never again could there be a sacrifice to heaven of such a high standard.
At the cost of an emperor of the Divine Dynasty.
Emperor Zhen's expression changed slightly, and a hint of shock flashed in his eyes, the same was true for Emperor Li.
Courtiers of the Daqian Dynasty uniformly knelt down, many with tears in their eyes, banging their heads in obeisance.
