After dealing with Kang Yeyu, Chen Ze stood where he was, his calm gaze sweeping over the surroundings before finally settling on the death warriors still kneeling on the ground.
"Will you continue resisting?" Chen Ze's voice was calm, yet it carried unquestionable authority.
The death warriors looked at one another, their eyes filled with hesitation and struggle.
They knew perfectly well that Chen Ze possessed absolute strength. Resisting him would be like smashing eggs against a stone, yet their years of loyalty to Kang Yeyu made it difficult for them to choose.
In the end, after a fierce inner struggle, they all lowered their heads, abandoning resistance and expressing their submission.
Before absolute strength, they knew resistance was futile. Kang Yeyu was already dead, and if they continued their foolish loyalty, their fate would only be the same as Yin Kai's.
Chen Ze gave a slight nod, his movement simple and decisive.
With a raised hand, an invisible force surged forth, instantly sealing their cultivation. With a casual motion, he gathered them all into the Myriad Things Space.
Inside the Imperial Study, the lavish decorations that had once symbolized supreme imperial authority now appeared incomparably pale and powerless, stripped of their former dazzling splendor.
The luxurious silks, exquisite murals, and precious ornaments all lost their proper radiance in that instant.
It was as though, with Kang Yeyu's fall, the majesty of the entire Great Gan Imperial Family had vanished as well, leaving only dead silence steeped in endless desolation and bleakness.
"It's over," Chen Ze murmured. There was not the slightest joy in his tone; instead, it carried a trace of faint exhaustion.
He was not a bloodthirsty man, but Kang Yeyu's ambition and greed had already left countless living beings suffering. If he had not been uprooted completely,