"...His crimes warrant execution. By imperial decree...exterminate nine generations!
Thus decreed!"
An endless string of charges was listed, many of them utterly fabricated. The members of the Zhuge Clan were left dizzy and enraged. Especially at the Huan Emperor's final decree—they had never imagined that he could be so overbearing and brutal, so ruthless and vicious, daring to exterminate nine generations based on such a heap of baseless accusations, defying the will of the world.
"Wait!" Zhuge Xuan cried out in alarm.
Ignoring the Zhuge Clan members whose expressions had drastically changed, some of whom were trembling and collapsing limply, Lan Fenghuang slowly put away the imperial edict and waved at the Great Huan Era experts around her.
Murong Yi, Supreme Elder of the Righteous Mohist Lineage, stepped forward with his staff in hand and sighed in a complicated tone. "Brother Zhuge, if you do not want others to know, then do not do it yourself. If your Zhuge Clan wishes to live in seclusion, then obediently lie low and stop making petty moves. If your Zhuge Clan wishes to contend for the world, then choose a master to serve. Do not dream of playing both sides while maintaining a transcendent position. You do not have the strength to restrain the great powers!"
"This is Western Chu territory. How dare you..." Zhuge Xuan still refused to give up, swiftly invoking Western Chu's name in an attempt to gain some ground.
Lan Fenghuang raised a delicate brow and shot Murong Yi an unhappy glance. "Are you done?! If you knew this day would come, why did you do it in the first place? The imperial edict has been issued. Do you think there is still room for negotiation? Carry it out!"
After a pause, an overwhelming force erupted from her like