No spiritual will emerged from the entire hall. Everyone silently looked toward the blood-red figure seated upon the imperial throne.
This was not indifference, but the utmost reverence.
Because even at such a time, no one would dare disturb the thoughts of that blood-red figure!
"Hahaha!"
Soon, after several quarters of deathly silence within Facing Heaven Hall, a laugh carrying the air of a hero in his twilight rang out.
Yet no one believed that this blood-red figure or the Red Sun Empire had truly reached its twilight years.
They had risen only two eras ago. They had not yet stood for dozens or even hundreds of eras, so how could they fall now?
"I truly never expected that after spending more than half an era forging alliances and maneuvering between powers, intending to persuade the surrounding factions to join me in taking the Radiant Day System, it would turn out to be tragic, lamentable, and laughable. These people all wanted to take me down instead!"
This spiritual will rendered all the powerful figures and feudal lords in the hall even more silent.
For everyone knew that this was equivalent to the Crimson Sun Emperor admitting before all the exotic beasts present that his previous alliance strategy had been wrong!
Yet no one spoke up to blame the emperor for his strategic mistake.
They also knew that the Red Sun Empire, a military state and a war machine, practically radiated the aura of a terrifying villain by nature.
It had always been difficult to make the other factions accept it.
Still, the Crimson Sun Emperor had ultimately tried.
It was not because he believed the Red Sun Empire was weak. He merely wanted its arrogant soldiers and fierce generals to shed less blood and lose fewer lives in this ultimate