The transition of Emperor’s Aura is never a simple matter.
It is not enough for someone to storm into Jinluan Hall, seize the Human Emperor, and then naturally take over the throne.
One must first have enough legitimacy, be able to stabilize the court, and finally set the vast Imperial Court in motion, allowing edicts to be transmitted across the Four Continents through the efforts of countless court officials, only then can one truly secure this realm.
However, that young man in Xuan Shang seemed not to care about these things at all.
The Dragon Throne was still stained with blood, none of the civil and military officials in the Jinluan Hall dared to make a sound, let alone leave this hall, and naturally they couldn’t elevate him to be a true Human Emperor.
The Divine Dynasty had already fallen into decay, and the imperial power seemed to have become a farce.
The other side didn’t resemble a noble majesty at all, but more like a butcher with a pig-slaughtering knife at his side, a fierce rogue.
He barged into the court with a knife, seized that chair, and, after killing, felt a bit tired, so he arrogantly lay on the filthy chopping board to rest.
Compared to the important state affairs that everyone cared about, he seemed more inclined to listen to the two women beside him talk about those stories of the past.
Gu Li and Ye Lan stood on either side of the Dragon Throne.
Just like in those past garden wine pools, only now the man had become Shen Yi in front of them.
"The six True Buddhas gathered in the Imperial City, he died... In the end, he never used that Emperor’s Aura..."
Gu Li’s eyes reddened, having witnessed the betrayal of the Imperial Court against the Human Emperor with her own eyes, her trembling voice was full of murderous intent.
The Crown Prince was the closest relative, Lin Shuya was the most trusted, the two people closest and most trusted by the Human Emperor, in the end, neither chose to stand by his side.
Yet even with this story, it seemed unable to stir Shen Yi’s emotions.
He closed his eyes, his face calm.
Ye Lan was taken aback, for she discovered that Shen Yi had actually fallen asleep, the pervasive blood scent was so pungent, yet completely failed to affect him, instead adding a touch of tranquility to the young man’s handsome face.
Come to think of it, it’s rather strange.
When the Human Emperor was sheltering him, Shen Yi was as exhausted as an old ox, refusing to relax from start to finish, yet now with that man dead, he actually felt as if the heavy burden on him suddenly lifted.
Perhaps because, the last one who could stand behind him, bearing this vast sky for him, was gone.
Compared to when he first came to this realm, Shen Yi felt he had grown a lot, starting to learn from those great figures how to strategize, each step he took required meticulous thought, not daring to make any mistake.
He became better and better, more and more skillful, good enough to earn the trust of the Human Emperor, whether friend or foe, they all called him meticulous.
But in truth, Shen Yi didn’t like nor was he good at this sort of thing.
What he was best at was letting things fall apart, wielding his knife as he pleased, then hacking to pieces those disgusting things in front of him that bothered his mind.
The Human Emperor guessed wrong, Shen Yi was not as strong as he imagined, whether in temperament or cultivation, he couldn’t utilize that Blood Jade better.
That man he only met once...
Compared to this Blood Jade, what he gave Shen Yi that was most important was actually a hope.
It was precisely because he saw this hope in the Imperial City at that time that Shen Yi restrained himself to do so many things he did not like.
But now, both sects have personally extinguished this hope.
So, in this grim situation with little chance of victory, Shen Yi would be more inclined to solve problems in the way he was more adept.
Lin Shuya knelt stiffly on the ground, from initially feeling a burning sensation throughout his body, to now gradually getting used to the strange gazes cast upon him.
That young man in Xuan Shang had torn apart all his dignity with his own hands.
Made an Emperor’s Tutor into a laughingstock.
The immense disparity caused Lin Shuya’s brain to tremble slightly, he stared straight at the top of the long steps, trying to make the mockery at the corner of his lips appear more exaggerated.
This young lad let himself have a good look.
Look at what... Watch how he uses the accumulated Emperor’s Aura of the Divine Dynasty to do as he wishes?
The reason the other side could so unscrupulously sit on that Dragon Throne, and casually humiliate and belittle him, wasn’t it just because of that man’s trust, giving him the power to direct this vast Emperor’s Aura?
Anyone with such assurance would be able to do so, Shen Yi can, and so can Lin Shuya, what’s there to be proud of?
Using the power of the Human World to temporarily resist Immortal Buddhas, it’s just to secure one’s own future.
If I am to be a cowardly dog, then at best the other side is a cunning fox adept at gaining trust, pretending to be a tiger while sitting on the Dragon Throne, masquerading with false grandeur, truly considering himself a person of importance?
North Continent, Cloud Sea.
The Three Pure Ones sat cross-legged on their mats, the once crowded Daoist venue was now somewhat empty.
The immortals followed the Emperor of the North Pole to the mortal world, tasked with subduing the Houtu Huangdi Qi.
As for when it would be released, perhaps it would have to wait until all dust settled, or maybe longer, until this lady was completely marginalized, no longer able to impact the world.
The monks of the Bodhi Sect were responsible for purging the Divine Dynasty and also departed one after the other from this place.
The First Rank Giants were busy trying to capture the former Leader of Ten Thousand Immortals, needing to figure out why the Fruit Position in the Heavenly Dao disappeared.
The Great Freedom Snow Mountain Bodhisattva used his life and an Innate Buddha Treasure as the price to establish the position of that young man called Shen Yi as invincible below the First Rank.
Remaining in the Cloud Sea were only six Sect Hierarchs from both sides, along with Emperor Dongji, who appeared indifferent to the events.