Li Hongzhao turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan, then shook her head with a laugh. "I'm truly foolish. I should have thought of it."
Chu Zhiyuan stared at the distant void. "Thought of what?"
The Emperor's Sword was like a collapsed skyscraper, lying across the void as though it might come crashing down at any moment.
Its aura towered to the heavens. Those who saw it inexplicably felt awe and their own insignificance, wanting only to kneel and beg for mercy, with no thought of resisting.
Li Hongzhao snorted. "The only thing that can deal with an Emperor's Sword is another Emperor's Sword. In all the world, the only ones who would dare deal with my Emperor's Sword are probably Great Zhen and Great Jing."
"What about Great Jian and Great Lie?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
"Their Emperor's Swords pose no threat to me. And I also know why the Emperors of Great Jing and Great Zhen want to deal with me."
"Why?" Chu Zhiyuan was puzzled. "Even if an Emperor's Sword triumphs in a clash between Emperor's Swords, it would only be a miserable victory. The price would be too great, wouldn't it?"
Li Hongzhao snorted. "Unless there is an even greater benefit."
Chu Zhiyuan frowned in confusion. "What benefit could be greater than ascension?"
"What if they do not wish to ascend?" Li Hongzhao said.
Chu Zhiyuan pondered.
He knew that the Emperor of Great Jing did not wish to ascend. He had made that very clear to him before.
The Emperor of Great Jing had said his own aptitude was mediocre. Even with the Emperor's Sword, he might not be able to ascend, and it would instead be perilous.
Yet he also did not wish to abdicate immediately, intending to pass the throne to him only after ten