Li Zhi Falls, a New Emperor Is Born (Part Two)
Li Zhi is dead...
Seeing the corpse, severed in two, fall to the ground, blood splattering everywhere, Wu Zhao felt a mixture of grief and anger.
Li Zhi loved her, and Wu Zhao knew this very well. However, Li Zhi never made any outrageous moves or unreasonable demands. In the past, he even agreed to a fake marriage with Wu Zhao order to protect her reputation, which moved her Wu Zhao. Today, Li Zhi is dead.
"Sigh..." Looking at Li Zhi's corpse, Zhuge Xiang sighed inwardly, filled with anger. Unfortunately, he and Wu Zhao had done their best, but they still couldn't save Li Zhi.
"Li Zhi, I'm sorry..." Looking at Li Zhi's corpse on the ground, Wu Zhao murmured, her beautiful face showing a determination no less than that of a man. "Although I can't save you today, I promise you, I swear on my Dao Heart, I will definitely avenge you in the future. That Ying Qianshan, I will utterly destroy him."
"Boom..." As Wu Zhao finished speaking, thunder rumbled in the Heavenly Dao, seemingly in response to Wu Zhao's vow.
"Hahaha, there are no Imperial Clan left here. The Imperial Throne is mine..." The deposed emperor laughed triumphantly, raising his hand to look up at the sky, his eyes filled with anticipation as he waited for the Heavenly Dao to bestow their National Fortune upon him.
Ying Qianshan's powerful Sword Qi ceased, for the battle was no longer necessary. The reason the powerful members of the Great Tang Imperial Family fought was to protect the Imperial Clan children awaiting the Heavenly Dao's selection, but now, all of these Imperial Clan children were dead. Continuing to fight would be meaningless.
"Dead, they're all dead!" Daoist Master Wu Yazi, the Grand Marshal, the Grand Marshal, and the others all wore grim expressions. Imperial Clan family members who participated in the election were dead. So, who would receive the National Fortune's reward in the Ascension Platform Heaven-Praying Ceremony?
Throughout history, all nations and emperors have been chosen with the approval of Heavenly Dao. However, a situation like today's, where all candidates are killed during Heaven-Praying Ceremony, is unprecedented. So, who will Heavenly Dao choose?
"That guy, although he stole the Imperial Throne, he wasn't a member of the royal family, so he couldn't possibly be recognized by the Heavenly Dao. He couldn't possibly become emperor." Regarding Ying Qianshan's actions, some people still had doubts and voiced their doubts. Even if he killed all the Imperial Clan family members, he had no connection with the Imperial Clan and shouldn't be recognized by the Heavenly Dao.
"Unfortunately, this guy is a member of the Imperial Clan, your Previous Emperor's Twin Brother..." Zhuge Xiang glanced at such remarks and replied.
Zhuge Xiang's expression was also very grim. Indeed, now only that guy remained as a member of the Imperial Clan family. Was the Imperial Throne really going to fall into his hands?
"What!?" Zhuge Xiang's words caused almost everyone present to change their expressions. They only knew that this guy had usurped the Imperial Throne, but they did not know that he was actually a member of the Imperial Clan family.
Rumble...
The thunder of the Heavenly Dao resounded, and in the cloudless Starry Sky, Venus, representing the Imperial Way, shone with unprecedented brilliance. The dazzling Starlight exuded an indescribable Imperial Qi, and the starlight seemed to almost rival the Moonlight.
"The Imperial Golden Star is shining brightly! It's here! The National Destiny..." Seeing the extraordinary phenomenon in the sky, everyone fell silent.
The selection of a ruler by Heavenly Dao is a sacred moment, regardless of the circumstances. At this moment, the person bestowed with the National Destiny by Heavenly Dao will rightfully become the Great Tang Emperor, the representative of Heavenly Dao. This is something no one can defy.
"Haha, the National Destiny about to descend..." Looking at the shining Imperial Golden Star, the emperor, who had already lost his popularity, laughed expectantly and shouted, his face full of smugness.
Originally, his True Identity was exposed under the Demon Mirror. He never expected that in such a short time, he would be able to sit back on the Imperial Throne, and this time, legitimately.
"Sigh..." As for the prime minister, the Grand Marshal, and Wu Yazi and the others, they all sighed softly and turned their heads away, unable to bear looking at him. Now that things have come to this, it seems that only this guy is left who can inherit the National Destiny. However, even if he becomes the true ruler chosen by Heavenly Dao, it is believed that no one will have any goodwill towards him as the ruler.
"Could Heavenly Dao really allow such a thing to happen?" Zhuge Xiang murmured to himself, gazing at the dazzling Venus. Since the so-called election of the Imperial Throne is determined by Heavenly Dao, would Heavenly Dao truly allow mortals to interfere with its election?
A Purple-Gold aura descended from Venus like a snowflake, drifting down like a ribbon. No one could determine its trajectory, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. Yet, it was drifting towards the Great Tang Imperial Palace.
"It's here, it's here, my National Destiny..." Looking at this pure National Destiny, the deposed emperor's eyes were drawn to it as if by a magnet, staring straight at it as it fell upon him. In his eyes, no one else present was qualified to possess this National Destiny except for him.
"Can it succeed?" Even Ying Qianshan felt a little uneasy at this moment.
He came up with the idea, but he wasn't sure if it would work. After all, there was no precedent for this kind of thing. However, theoretically, it should be feasible.
Wu Yazi, the prime minister, the Grand Marshal, and other powerful figures all focused their attention on the National Destiny. Although they found it unbearable to look at, the National Destiny was ultimately related to the rise and fall of the entire Great Tang Dynasty. Who would receive it and into whose body was the most important matter for the Great Tang Dynasty.
This National Destiny, descending from the distant Starry Sky, appeared to drift down very slowly, but in reality, it was extremely fast. In just a dozen breaths, it had already landed above everyone's heads.
"Haha, my National Destiny, this is entirely mine..." Looking at the descending National Destiny, the deposed emperor could no longer contain his excitement. He flew up and headed towards the National Destiny, waiting for it to land on him.
The National Destiny, falling like snowflakes, was about to land on him when it suddenly shifted to the side, narrowly avoiding him, and continued its descent...
"What's going on? Did I just happen to dodge it? That must be it!" The deposed emperor's expression changed as he watched the National Destiny fall past him. He quickly found a suitable excuse and turned to rush towards the National Destiny.
However, upon witnessing the scene where the National Destiny brushed past the deposed emperor, Ying Qianshan frowned slightly.
He knew very well that the National Destiny only appeared when the emperor was chosen by Heavenly Dao, and it would never miss the chosen one. There was only one explanation for this situation: the person chosen by Heavenly Dao was not him!
Daoist Master Wu Yazi, the Prime Minister, and the Grand Marshal all stared wide-eyed, their eyes filled with excitement and hope. If it wasn't him, then who was the one chosen by Heavenly Dao?
Reaching out, the deposed emperor snatched at the National Destiny, shouting, "Now! I won't miss it! This National Destiny is mine..."
Even with cultivation at the Great Accomplishment Stage, though falling like snowflakes with no fixed trajectory, it's believed that none could escape his grasp.
However, an unexpected event occurred again. This National Destiny, by the slightest margin, slipped through the other party's grasp like an eel, preventing him from touching it.
One near miss could be explained as an accident, but two? Could that be justified? No matter how unwilling he was to admit it, this outdated emperor had to acknowledge that the person chosen by Heavenly Dao was truly not him.
"Impossible! How could this be? Of all the Imperial Clan members left in the arena, I'm the only one left. How could I possibly choose someone else's impossible..." Relying on his Great Accomplishment Stage cultivation and speed, he frantically tried to seize the falling National Destiny, but unfortunately, each time, he missed by a hair's breadth, and the National Destiny slipped from the other party's palm.
The National Destiny descended gracefully, its fall appearing perfectly natural, devoid of any agility. Yet, no matter how the once-powerful emperor, with his Great Accomplishment Stage cultivation, tried to grasp it, he couldn't catch a trace of it. Finally, this National Destiny settled and merged into his body...
"It's her!?"
Everyone present was focused on the National Destiny, and everyone was watching intently. But when the National Destiny truly merged into someone's body, many people stared wide-eyed in disbelief!
"Me!?" Wu Zhao, who had been looking down at Li Zhi's corpse, widened her beautiful eyes, which were filled with shock and disbelief.
Indeed, the National Destiny that had fallen from the sky ultimately landed on Wu Zhao and merged into her body.
"This, how is this possible..." The deposed emperor was completely stunned, utterly unable to believe it. Wu Zhao, what was her relationship with the Great Tang Imperial Family? Why? Why would Heavenly Dao choose her as the emperor of the Great Tang? And she was just a woman! (To be continued...)