Every spell cultivator held their breath.
Every Immortal Sect Citizen in the fleets fell into thought.
At that moment, everyone knew that no one could interfere with the duel between the True Immortal Heirs. Enemy or ally, no matter who they were or what reason they had, anyone who dared make a move would be torn to pieces by these sword cultivators, fierce as wolves and tigers.
No military law would restrain them now.
"The emperor in Chang'an, the soldiers of Weibo..."
"Whoever has the strongest soldiers and horses becomes emperor..."
Yuan watched in silence, inexplicably reminded of things he had read in the history books.
These sword cultivators were dangerous in the extreme!
With the Sword Immortal Maiden's indulgence, they had become sharp beyond measure, dangerous beyond measure—a keen blade that wounded both others and its wielder.
If the Sword Immortal Maiden became an emperor, an age of flourishing sword cultivation would surely follow.
But if that future came, and the future Sword Emperor grew old as the Myriad Laws Ancient Emperor had, these sword cultivators would certainly run wild. No living being but the Sword Emperor could control such ferocious weapons.
Then the endless stars would fall into a terrible calamity!
If the Immortal Sect mishandled matters then, it might perish in an upheaval of sword cultivators. Blood would rain across the endless stars, and the sword-dao Immortal Dynasty would surely fall after a single reign, just as Qin Shi Huang's had.
This was no form of government that could be passed down securely.
That future was distant. No Immortal Sect cultivator of this generation could live to see it, for no living being in this age could grow old alongside the Sword Emperor.
Even so, they needed to plan early and prepare for their descendants, lest future