The Crown Prince Zhao Xiang looked up the sky and sighed. He threw the precious sword in his hand to the floor and said, "Sir, I knew you before father did. Why do you do this?"
From the sound of dropped weapons, Zhao Xiang knew it was the end of his uprising.
Shen Lian lamented - if not because of him, there was no reason why Zhao Xiang would not succeed. At this point, the purple Qi of Zhao Xiang turned into a real dragon. While others could not see it, the dragon was baring its fangs and teeth towards him.
Shen Lian remained steady as he allowed the purple Qi to blast his body. He did not move an inch and the Qi dispersed.
Zhao Xiang felt something deep in his heart as the purple Qi dispersed. He looked like he was in a slump, like he lost something extremely important to him. He felt lost and he did not know what to do.