Although the Sovereign did not answer.
He took out the imperial jade seal himself.
That was already a silent answer.
He had admitted defeat.
And he was willing to hand over the throne.
"See how much better this is? If you had been this obedient from the start, those people would not have had to die."
Xu Zimo said with a light laugh.
The Sovereign parted his lips slightly, seeming to want to say something, but in the end, he remained silent.
People never knew regret until they had gone through something.
If Xu Zimo had not beaten him senseless just now, how could he possibly have been willing to submit so meekly?
Under normal circumstances, in the region of East Pole Island—or rather, within the territory of the Myriad Nations Assembly—
People like them were already considered the strongest at the very top.
If they joined forces, what person or faction could they possibly fear?
Yet Xu Zimo's strength had exceeded all limits.
It had gone beyond the scope of their understanding.
Beyond the limit they could bear.
Under such circumstances, they could not really be blamed.
The Sovereign looked toward where the three Dragon Martial Kings had died.
The three of them had been reduced to ashes, leaving not even corpse bones behind.
If he refused to hand over the jade seal, he would likely follow in their footsteps.
So, from a certain perspective—
He had no chance to choose.
The throne was certainly important, but life seemed even more important.
Xu Zimo stepped forward and picked up the jade seal before him.
In truth, he did not need to make things this troublesome.
He could have simply killed everyone here and taken the jade seal.
That would have made everything seem so simple.
But in the