Countless nobles and officials who were still within the Capital City were massacred.
Only when a torrential downpour began, followed by raging fires within the Imperial City, did the slaughter in the Capital City come to an end.
Emperor Jianxing set the imperial palace ablaze.
He burned his own empress and concubines to death, and of course, he perished with them.
As for his princes, those who could leave had already been sent away; those who hadn't left perished in the fire.
The heavy rain poured down relentlessly, enveloping the Capital City in a misty white vapor.
The great fire within the Imperial City was slowly extinguished. When Zhang Luan stood in front of the Taiji Palace, he looked up at the dark sky, letting the rainwater beat freely against his face.
"Elder Zhang, you've worked hard!" Emperor Tianwu approached Zhang Luan from behind, accompanied by a group of generals.
