Fine carriages and beautiful women surrounded him, delicate and lovely in his grasp.
His younger brother bent respectfully to listen close, while all the officials stood tall to welcome him.
The whole universe came to pay homage; from now on, Tiangong was his to command.
Anyway, that was the situation. The Old Angel King had fallen, and He Zheng had gone with him. Hua Ye had broken free from the two men's long-standing restraints and seized sole control of Tiangong's power. The throne he had coveted for thousands of years had finally fallen into his hands, so his mood at this very moment was unbelievably exuberant.
Some might have found it strange. Since the Old Angel King had the Emergency Protection Program within him, controlled by Tiangong's Dark Matter Computing Cloud, and possessed defenses so powerful that even Hua Zhen could not break through them, how had Hua Ye managed to ambush him successfully?
Speaking of which, Hua Ye truly felt he ought to thank his damned little brother.
Without that final Nuclear-Level High-Energy Strike, the Old Angel King would never have overloaded Tiangong's Dark Matter Computing Cloud to bolster the Platform Fortress's defenses.
Two Flame Judgements came down. The fortress's defenses were not breached, but the Old Angel King was directly drained dry. That was precisely why Hua Ye had seized the opportunity and overturned his old man on the spot. What a father-slaying act!
Old Third and Father had fought each other to the death in such a loving father-son display, only for everything they had done to become his wedding dress, allowing him to reap the fisherman's profit. Even a chosen son of heaven could be no luckier than this, could he? Hua Ye thought smugly.
The Old Angel King had been wise all his life, revered