Qin Ming knew full well that his taste of invincibility would last only three days. If he did not go "mad" one more time, he could only watch Slaying Ten Thousand Immortals
dim and fade.
Those in the outside world, however, felt quite differently.
If the Jade Capital Demon did not dim and fade soon, they would be the ones going "mad."
"What? That Jade Capital Demon has actually proclaimed himself emperor and named his empire Great Qin!"
When the direct descendants of the Heng Kingdom Imperial Clan received the news, their nest erupted.
It was a bolt from the blue. In just one day, the Great Heng Kingdom—was gone, its dynasty replaced.
Most importantly, the Jade Capital Demon had accomplished this astonishing feat single-handedly.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! So what if he proclaims himself Supreme Sovereign of Great Qin? His commands will barely reach beyond Radiant Peace City. Who would listen to him?"
An elderly imperial uncle suffered a complete breakdown. A thousand-year dynasty had been destroyed overnight, something he could not accept. His face went pale, and even his lips trembled.
What change of dynasty did not require a great war and years of struggle, its foundations laid with enough blood to float shields and bones piled into mountains? How had this Jade Capital Demon accomplished it in a single step?
"Could those established nobles have long harbored disloyal intentions, draping him in the yellow imperial robe and seizing the chance to install a false
emperor?"
"Everyone outside says aristocratic clans are forged from iron while dynasties flow past like water. Those treacherous ministers and rebels were never dependable!"
The direct descendants of the imperial family were all swept by violent emotions.
In the blink of an eye, they had become princes of a former dynasty and princesses of