The Treacherous Minister Has Already Jumped Out By Himself!

The instant this realization emerged in his heart, a final cracking sound rang out.

The usurper, shriveled like a desiccated corpse, was still struggling futilely. In his hand, the Marquis Seal covered in cracks finally shattered completely, turned into dust!

A wisp of essence drifted up and landed in Ji Jue's hand. Then, remnants of the past and bygone scenes rushed towards him.

A legion locked in unending fierce battle with giant beasts at sea; magnificent, solemn ceremonies of celebration and investiture; boundless, endless indulgence and extravagant revelry; the terrifying sight of heaven and earth shattering; and even desperate, aimless flight.

At last, after running aground in the vast sea, the royal seal inside its brocade case sank into the ocean and vanished from sight forever...

Who knew how long later, whether through a stroke of luck or arduous searching, the barnacle-covered box was fished out of the sea and opened.

Brilliant light illuminated a weathered face.

Screams sounded. As terrified, struggling companions were pulled by black threads that appeared out of thin air and hung aloft, hungry flames emerged in those clouded eyes.

He clenched the seal in his hand as though he were gripping a treasure more precious than life itself.

For the next several centuries...

Until one day, the seal slipped from his hand, along with the life that should have ended long ago.

No matter how the usurper wailed, called out, or pleaded with tears and snot streaming down his face.

This was not power that belonged to him. It never had been.

Now, it was time for it to end.

Radiance flowed and spread like clouds in the sky, gathering in Ji Jue's hand and taking the outline of a blade. He slowly raised it, then, without hesitation, brought it down.

Crack—

The terrified, twisted