"I refuse to accept this! I refuse!"
Chu Yun looked up at the sky and let out roar after roar. When the roars finally faded, Chu Yang heavily lowered his head. A generation's hero, the Emperor of the Golden Crow Empire, had fallen.
He had already been on the verge of death. After taking a strike from a Divine Emperor, he could no longer hold on.
This had also been Jin Yang's deliberate intent. Jin Yang was the Golden Crow Empire's sole Divine Emperor-level expert. If Jin Yang had wished it, with a Divine Emperor's unfathomable, ghost-and-god-defying abilities, he could have kept Chu Yun alive for several more years.
Yet Jin Yang had not acted. The meaning behind that needed no words.
On the other side, Chu Yang's expression was complicated. He knew that his imperial father had perhaps already departed.
Although he had failed in his duties as a father, there was no denying that he had truly been Chu Yang's only family.
Now that his only family was gone, if his emotions did not stir at all, he would be nothing but stone.
"Let's go. To the imperial palace."
After Chu Yang spoke, the group marched grandly toward the imperial palace. The surrounding streets were packed with Fire Cloud Army soldiers. In barely a dozen minutes, every soldier in the imperial capital had been replaced by the Fire Cloud Army.
There were also one hundred thousand of his own troops inside the imperial palace, waiting to receive them.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
Suddenly, shouts rang out from all directions. Accompanied by dense killing intent, countless soldiers clad in golden armor charged in from every side, all targeting Chu Yang in the center of the street.
"Protect the Third Prince! Slaughter the rebels!"
At the Fire Cloud Army commander's command,