When all things neared death, they became prone to melancholy.
This was a war between Blue Star and Star Planet. The victor became king, the loser a bandit. As an Old King with little time left to live, Joey would die after this battle, regardless of victory or defeat.
For the final bloom of his life, Joey did not want to die so silently.
"I, Joey, once overturned the old dynasty through my own strength and founded a new one. Sadly, my ambitions never lay in power, so despite my ministers' protests, I ventured alone into the distant starry sky in search of supreme Extraordinary Power."
"There, I learned of the many forms of the extraordinary—an extraordinary that transcended the extraordinary itself."
"Some called it the Dao, some hailed it as ultimate truth, while others called it law."
"I squandered half my life, unable to advance another inch upon the path of the extraordinary. By chance, I saw that thing upon a great expert, and at the end of my lifespan, I luckily made a breakthrough."
Joey wore an entranced expression, as though he had fallen into some memory.
Jiang Yan raised his hand, and two flames rose up—one black, one green.
Joey froze, his expression shifting slightly.
"Yes... yes, that aura in your hand. How laughable. This king searched through who knew how many ages before comprehending it, yet a junior like you has already mastered it to such a degree at this age."
Having said that, he raised his hand as well.
A thread of golden light appeared at his fingertip.
"Do you know the difference between the law in your hands and mine?"
Jiang Yan raised a brow. Naturally, he did not. He had only just grasped the barest outline of this thing called "law."
Joey smiled