The Five Directional Banners had collapsed, seemingly powerless to fight again. Suddenly, weeping rang out, resounding through heaven and earth.
"Empress Wa... Empress Wa!"
The weeping carried hysterical cries that came from the mouths of those Ironclad Guards. Their voices shook heaven and earth, making the entire dark space echo and resonate.
Vast and tragic, it was weeping and shouting unlike anything Lu Feng had ever heard. Everything contained within those voices made his heart tremble.
He could not explain why. He had never imagined that weeping could set someone's blood ablaze.
Dimly, he seemed to see a towering figure leading vast armies to conquer the world, sweeping aside all before him. He defeated the strongest opponent of his life and became king of the world, revered by all beneath heaven.
He did not stop there. His life would never settle into stillness. Leading his most elite army, he climbed a mountain so immense that words could not describe it, fighting his way through layer after layer of sky until he reached the summit.
An enormous Blood-Colored Great Bell spanned the ages, suppressing heaven, earth, and the universe, barring his path.
His divine prowess eclipsed the world, forcing the Blood-Colored Great Bell back. Standing supreme above all ages, he opened the Heavenly Gate that countless people had dreamed of opening for millions of years.
All of it set the blood ablaze and sent ambition soaring, stirring a passion that could not be restrained.
Yet at the very end came a reversal that shook the heavens. Terrifying scenes of slaughter emerged from beyond the Heavenly Gate, bloody light soaring into the sky.
Above the Nine Heavens, a Blood-Colored Great Bell swayed incessantly, as though playing a symphony of slaughter.
In the hell beneath the Nine Abysses, a Black Great Bell rang