"Ding! The Wheel of Destiny is about to activate!"
The system prompt sounded in Qin Jun's mind like an alarm bell, making his expression turn unnatural.
He swept his gaze over the crowd below, his eyes passing over every face with a complex look that made everyone's hearts tremble for no reason.
"Remember, you must stay alive. Stay alive until I return!"
Qin Jun spoke heavily. Across countless epochs, how many could survive?
"We will surely stay alive and await Your Majesty!"
Everyone shouted in unison. Huo Qubing and the Twelve Saint Generals even knelt on the ground and refused to rise.
Ji Haoye clenched his fists through gritted teeth, his heart filled with unwillingness.
None of them dared imagine what would become of the Heavenly Emperor Stone Palace after Qin Jun left.
Qin Jun was their pillar. Without him, they could never remain at peace in the days ahead.
Subhuti looked at Qin Jun, his gaze flickering as he wondered about something unknown.
Guo Jia waved his fan and said, "Rest assured, Your Majesty. When you return, Fengxiao will still be here, and I will give you an even stronger Heavenly Emperor Stone Palace!"
Although Guan Zhong said nothing, he stood beside Guo Jia with determination in his eyes, as though he had made some decision.
Qin Jun nodded slightly, then turned to Xi Ling. "Our home is in your hands."
Xi Ling's eyes brimmed with tears. She covered her little mouth tightly with her right hand, desperately holding back her sobs.
Thud!
Baili Shouyue suddenly knelt on the other side and began kowtowing without pause. He said nothing, only slammed his head down again and again, causing the Heavenly Emperor Stone Palace to tremble. Soon, blood splattered across the floor where his forehead struck, a horrifying crimson sight.