Beneath the light of the red moon, the Blood Martial Dynasty was swept by a struggle among four dragons for the throne that lasted several months.
In the end, because the Fourth Prince may have gained the approval of some great figure, he successfully ascended the Imperial Throne.
The First Prince, the Third Prince, and even the deceased Second Prince all lost every source of support, solely because the Martial Alliance had made its stance clear.
Within a forbidden ground somewhere in the Imperial Palace, there existed a person so powerful as to be beyond imagination.
This person had lived for an incomparably long time, even far longer than the entire Blood Martial Dynasty had existed. His lifespan seemed endless, and even time could not leave a mark upon his face.
He was the first protector of the path of qi-blood martial arts, the man recorded in the common reference book Blood Martial Records.
Everyone who learned of this matter felt dizzy. A person from the annals of history had actually reappeared before them in the flesh.
And at this moment, within the Imperial Palace.
"Lord Chen, His Majesty truly walked out alive from that person's side."
"And the Second Prince has indeed died. Is that not the finest proof?"
"That person, at the very least, does not oppose His Majesty's ascension."
A dignified woman in court dress sat upright. Her face was noble and her features stunningly beautiful, while one of her delicate hands held that of a child clad in a dragon robe.
Chen Chaosheng frowned tightly, still dissatisfied with this answer.
"No matter what, you went too far by falsely conveying the Martial Alliance's intentions."
"The Martial Alliance has never interfered in matters of imperial succession. This has been an iron law since the dynasty's founding."
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