He had once thought of vying for that position, but he had never imagined he could truly become Emperor.
He had thought that Li Hongzhao had only just ascended the throne, and that it would take at least several decades before she might relinquish it.
Never had he expected Li Hongzhao to ascend so soon.
When he heard that the throne was to be passed to him, he had been wildly overjoyed and unable to believe it.
Now that he had finally come to his senses, Li Hongzhao was about to ascend at once.
He had gained this throne far too hastily, far too unexpectedly.
He had never considered it, much less anyone else. Before they could react, the imperial succession had already been completed.
Just as Li Hongzhao had suddenly received the imperial edict midway and become Emperor.
So had he.
Yet compared to Li Hongzhao, he was far less prepared. His aptitude was inferior to hers, and so was his experience.
His temperament was even further beneath hers.
At this moment, he actually felt somewhat lost and helpless, not knowing how to deal with the current situation.
A middle-aged man beside him said softly, "First, let the Emperor's Sword acknowledge you as its master."
Li Biyang immediately came to his senses and hurriedly nodded. "Yes, yes, let the Emperor's Sword acknowledge me first."
He formed a strange gesture with both hands, then activated his cultivation art.
This was the Sword-Calling Form, used to summon the Emperor's Sword and have it acknowledge its master.
Everyone else watched him closely.
Though bound by their previous impressions and believing Li Biyang's nature to be too soft and yielding for great responsibility.
He was, after all, the successor personally chosen by Li Hongzhao.
Now, they would see whether the Emperor's Sword would