Several princes had joined forces to deal with him alone, and he had been kept in the dark from beginning to end.
In such a situation, if he did not suffer, who would?
Thinking about it now, his thoughts had been far too naive.
He had thought that if he did not fight for it, nothing would happen.
But that was not the case.
The waters here ran deep—deep beyond deep.
"Unrivaled, I know you're no fool. I believe you've thought through the reasons behind all this as well."
"Your talent is excellent, even better than mine, and your ambitions are great."
"I know all that. But I cannot possibly take your word for it alone. I don't believe you, and the others certainly won't either."
"That position—I want it very, very badly. So you must die. That is fate."
"Unrivaled, don't blame me. If you must blame someone, blame yourself for being born into the imperial family, for being content to stay out of worldly strife."
"After stepping into the cultivation world, I always felt that we were lofty gods, looking down on those weak and cowardly mortals."
"But now I understand. So-called cultivators, so-called immortals and gods, are merely mortals who have gained powerful strength."
Qin Rulie spoke with a self-mocking expression, and he had already arrived before Qin Unrivaled.
"Unrivaled, don't blame your imperial brother."
With that, Qin Rulie's expression turned ruthless. There was no longer the slightest room to turn things around. The only thing he could do was kill Qin Unrivaled.
Then he would turn around and deal with the others.
He did not dare hope for the realm of the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.
He only wanted to seize the position of Emperor, then cultivate by drawing upon the fortune of the entire Great