On the Royal Plaza, the dust settled.
Under Lu Xia's iron-blooded methods, every faction within the Jia Ma Empire submitted.
As for Xiao Yan...
Lu Xia merely glanced at the black-robed youth in the corner and paid him no mind.
A mere Dou Master could not stir up much trouble.
What mattered most now was waiting for the Immortal Poison Sect's forces to arrive and take over the Jia Ma Empire's order.
The Alchemist Tournament ended hastily.
Lu Xia took Medusa and headed straight for the Jia Ma Imperial Palace.
Jia Ma Imperial Palace.
Within the resplendent golden hall, the atmosphere was exceedingly oppressive.
News of Lu Xia killing Jia Xing Tian had long since reached the palace.
Everyone in the imperial family was terrified, and not a single person dared resist.
Jia Xing Tian had been the imperial family's strongest expert. If even he had been casually erased, what could they use to resist?
When Lu Xia entered the hall with Medusa, the entire court of civil and military officials dropped to their knees in unison.
The current emperor of the Jia Ma Empire stepped down from the dragon throne in his imperial robes, a bitter smile on his face, and personally came forward to greet him.
He bowed deeply to Lu Xia, adopting an extremely humble posture.
"Greetings, Venerable One."
"Our ancestor Jia Xing Tian acted willfully and refused to join the Immortal Alliance. That was truly his personal misguided view."
"However, our Jia Ma imperial family does not share our ancestor's opinion."
"We are willing to join the Immortal Alliance and acknowledge the Venerable One as our master!"
Lu Xia looked at his respectful manner and smiled without speaking.
He knew what this emperor was thinking.
What disagreement with the ancestor's views, what willingness to join