After Taishi's death, Shenzhou fell into turmoil. Though the various princes and Aristocratic Clans sought to calm the people, the imperial throne remained vacant, inevitably leaving many restless.
As for who would succeed to the throne, the most influential candidate in Shenzhou was now Prince Ling, Li Jingzhou. Within the Central Heaven Domain, more than five first-rank powers openly or secretly supported him—not counting several reclusive imperial clans.
Not only was he the youngest among the four great princes, he was also the youngest among the many experts of the Imperial Extreme Realm. He had walked the Dao Path for less than six thousand years.
If the Heavenly Dao had not denied him the chance to attain the Dao, he would have entered the Emperor Realm long ago. Compared with the other princes, Li Jingzhou still had a very long prime ahead of him. In everyone's eyes, he was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.
The border of the Chengtian Domain was awash in blood. Red clouds shrouded the sky almost without pause, and crimson lightning streaked across the firmament from time to time, bringing down showers of blood. Within the Lingyang Realm, the fall of an emperor also triggered small-scale signs of upheaval, which nourished all living things.
The front line had now advanced deep into the heart of the Chengtian Domain. Under the influence of the Ten Thousand Demon Ruler, the spirit beasts in the region had grown extremely restless, their dispositions turning increasingly savage. Even the large numbers of dragon-horses raised by the Demon Suppression Army had become irritable, causing frequent problems in battle.
The Human Race's annals hung high in the sky. Amid a vast expanse of divine runes that barred the Dao, a figure sat cross-legged.
The war had lasted less than ten years, yet