Within the bloodline network, Tan Taizhen could feel... her own power retreating step by step.
Every escape route had been sealed.
All her assets and descendants had been frozen and placed under supervision.
Every means at her disposal had been suppressed, one after another.
At this moment, Tan Taizhen felt like an emperor in the dying days of a dynasty, able only to watch as armies breached her capital and marched toward her last imperial palace.
Even though she had resisted and struggled with all her might, she could only watch one gate after another fall, watch her possessions be taken from her one by one... At this moment, Tan Taizhen understood all too well that under the suppression of the Ten Immortal Emperors, never mind escaping—even hiding away a little of her legacy would be fraught with countless difficulties.
After all, concealing her cultivation, laundering illegal income, illegally transferring assets... all of it had relied on exploiting the loopholes and conflicts between the Ten Great Sects.
"Their aim... is to bring me completely under their control, isn't it?"
After this struggle, Tan Taizhen had already deduced the Ten Immortal Emperors' objective.
Once she, the emperor trapped inside her palace, was captured... she would become a puppet emperor under their control.
If that had not been their objective, the Ten Immortal Emperors could have burned the entire palace to the ground long ago, killing the emperor hiding within it along with everything else.
At this thought, Tan Taizhen silently resolved, Even if I fail, I must at least send some of my inheritance out.
I cannot let the Ten Immortal Emperors take everything I have.
How can all my achievements, all the efforts of my lifetime... become resources for the Ten Immortal Emperors?
*I must at least leave a spark