Chương 37: The Pride of the Emperor, I Use My Blood to Change the Course of Events
Biên tập viên: Henyee Translations
Outside Mount Sword.
A powerful pressure was approaching, and many people from the Martial World were stunned on the spot. It was as if the pressure was so heavy that they could barely raise their heads.
Everyone was terrified. "This powerful aura… Is the Sword God back?"
Then, he added, "It can't be the Sword God. Otherwise, we would have been dead already."
They could not even withstand one shock wave of sword energy from the Sword God.
Someone from the Dao Seeking Sect, which was also Zhou Hao's sect, reacted immediately and said with excitement, "It's Elder Xie! Elder Xie has broken through to the Grandmaster Realm!"
It had to be noted that in the past few hundred years, there had been no Half-Saints. There were only a handful of Senior Grandmasters who were all in seclusion. The Grandmasters in this world were already unparalleled.
With a grandmaster backing up the rebel army, the battle became one-sided.
"Welcome, Elder Xie. Congratulations on advancing to the Grandmaster Realm!"
Everyone said in unison. Even the other sects were full of respect. After all, they could not afford to offend a Grandmaster.
As soon as they finished speaking, a powerful airflow surged, forcing them to close their eyes. In an instant, the sky darkened.
The air in the surrounding condensed and formed a huge hand that was reaching towards Mount Sword.
"Boom!"
With a loud bang, the ground shook violently. A small crack actually appeared on the originally indestructible array formation that everyone had been unable to break through for a long time.
The white light also became noticeably dim, flickering like a candle in the wind, as if it would be blown out in the next second.
Everyone couldn't help but gasp. They had been attacking for an hour and only managed to dim the array formation. Now, with one move, Elder Xie actually managed to crack a hole in it.
Was this the power of a grandmaster? With the help of such a power, what was there to be afraid of?
"Everyone, join me."
With the help from Elder Xie, the array formation dimed faster and faster. Everyone was excited and seemed to be on steroids, as if they could already see the demise of Emperor Sheng Yuan.
On the other side, Emperor Sheng Yuan and the others also felt a strong commotion outside the array formation.
"This is the aura of a grandmaster. A grandmaster has joined the rebel army!"
This news made things worse.
It was as if her chest was grabbed by something heavy, she said with difficulty, "If a grandmaster joins, the array formation will probably collapse soon."
Everyone panicked when they heard that.
"Then we're completely doomed. There's no hope at all."
It was impossible to fetch reinforcements now.
Initially, they wanted to fight a way out and help Emperor Shen Yuan escape. As long as the emperor was alive, there was still hope of coming back, but in the blink of an eye, all the hopes were dashed.
They were no match for the Martial Artists outside to begin with. Now that there was a grandmaster, their chance of winning was grim even if the army doubled in size.
Everyone seemed to have heard the sound of death knell as the morale plummeted. Someone suggested, "It seems that surrendering is the only way out."
Actually, some people had such thoughts before. However, when the royalists heard this, they were furious.
"How can we surrender to that group of traitors? How will history talk about us in the future and how will the future generations think of us? Wouldn't we be notorious?"
"History has always been written by the victors. We can just pretend to surrender to save our lives first. As long as we can make a comeback, what's wrong with that? Don't be so stubborn."
"No, I firmly disagree! If you're afraid of death, you can surrender, you coward!"
"You're lofty! You're dignified! If everyone dies, who will be there to rebuild the dynasty again? Surrendering is just a temporary measure!"
One group wanted to surrender while another group insisted on holding on.
No one noticed Emperor Sheng Yuan had returned to the tent alone with a solemn expression.
Emperor Sheng Yuan smiled sadly. "If Father knew in the underworld that the Heavenly Saint Dynasty would become like this in my hands, he would definitely scold me."
"I'm guilty. I've let down my ancestors and my father. As the ruler of a country, how can I surrender to the enemy? I'd rather die than live like a coward!"
Perhaps pretending to surrender to the enemy was indeed a good idea. In order to rightfully obtain the throne, King Zhao still needed her decree. Otherwise, no matter how nice his cause sounded, he would still be considered a traitor.
In order to shut up the world, he would definitely keep her alive. He might even make her a king of some sort.
However, Emperor Sheng Yuan was dignified and wouldn't allow herself to live such a lowly life!
"I'd rather die than live like a coward!"
This was the pride of an emperor!
She recalled what his father had said before he died.
Emperor Sheng Yuan could not help but sigh. "I didn't expect that I would end up like this."
After making up her mind, Emperor Sheng Yuan took out the ruby necklace she was wearing. She bit open her finger and dripped the blood into the middle of the gem while muttering something that sounded like an ancient incantation.
"I'll use my blood to change the course of events!"
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