"Of course it's meaningful," the emperor said earnestly, looking at the person opposite him. "At least I can find out whether Reincarnator are considered demons or not!"
"Didn't Your Majesty already have the answer in your heart?" Ziyue lowered her eyes. "You have never believed in Reincarnator, otherwise you wouldn't have forced Liu Yu to fake his death, nor would you have deliberately been wary of me. In your eyes, whether they are Reincarnator or Magic City the same. What made you hesitate? Chen Qing?"
The emperor was unusually silent for a few seconds upon hearing this.
With the battlefield on the verge of collapse, those few seconds were extremely precious. He was usually a decisive and ruthless man, but even he hesitated for that precious time.
What the other person said actually hit the nail on the head.
He was a decisive and ruthless emperor, but he wasn't always without hesitation. The Mother and Child Ghosts Temple gave him hope in confronting the ancient times, but if he did that, how would he be any different from the King of Qin of Qin back then?
Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles, but as the king of the human race, he has brought mostly suffering to the people. He has seen this firsthand. People in the Central Plains dream of going to the Jiangnan. He can sense that his fortune is slipping away and the hearts of the people are being lost.
Chen Qing was a Reincarnator, and I never thought he would risk everything for humanity. But the current situation is that in the areas under Chen Qing's jurisdiction, humanity lives in peace and prosperity, while in my jurisdiction, there is a ghostly aura, and everyone lives in fear. The upper class is like a demon, and the lower class is tormented like twisted little devils. Where is there even a glimmer of a prosperous world?
To fight against terrifying demons, one must certainly pay a price, but wouldn't it be better if there were a way without paying a price?
He had thought about this problem before.
Therefore, he had been observing Chen Qing and intentionally or unintentionally encouraging Chen Qing's actions. Otherwise, with his own trump cards, he could have reclaimed Jiangnan when Lu Ming went on the expedition, and Chen Qing would not have had a chance to become powerful.
"Fine. You probably won't answer me anyway. I doubt you even know who you are."
Ziyue: "."
The emperor said no more words, but walked step by step toward Ziyue, his killing intent gathering, clearly intending to make a move.
"Your Majesty," Quefeng frowned, "It's useless; attacking her is just a waste of time."
"That's not true." The emperor continued walking slowly towards Ziyue: "This method of time reversal is definitely not without conditions. I personally experienced it. If she could Samsara this time, so many people wouldn't have died when sealing the demon statue."
The Quefeng's eyes lit up. Did the emperor know the weakness of this strange and mysterious technique?
"Let me guess," the emperor whispered as he approached. "To trigger a time Samsara, you must predict someone's actions. For example, if you predict that the Quefeng will kill you, you will enter the Samsara yourself if your prediction is successful. If you predict that the Quefeng will attack the commander of the Sixteen Routes, you will be in the Samsara with him if he does. These are the conditions and constraints for triggering the loop."
"Moreover," the emperor said, now completely close to Ziyue, "Your predictions are likely based on limited conditions. The more predictions you make, the more stringent the conditions become. For example, if you predict that I will kill you, it's very likely that I, Quefeng, and you will all be Samsara together, right?"
Ziyue remained expressionless, about to say something, but the emperor didn't give her a chance. He suddenly attacked after getting closer, so fast that even the Quefeng was startled. The priest who was observing the situation from a distance didn't even get a clear look before Ziyue's hands were shattered and exploded, and her body flew away like a rag doll!
"Your Highness!!"
The high priest in the distance was immediately filled with shock and anger. He was about to come over, but was stopped by his deputy. Now that the army had the upper hand, the high priest could not act rashly and cause trouble, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain and everything Princess Ziyue had done would be for nothing.
At this moment, Quefeng was stunned. He hadn't expected that after so many attempts, Ziyue had remained unharmed, so why was the Emperor's intervention so effective?
But he was also a seasoned person, and he reacted in an instant.
As the emperor said, Ziyue's secret technique requires anticipating conditions and setting constraints in advance. First, the opponent's behavior must meet the conditions she anticipates. The more conditions she sets, the more weaknesses she will have during Samsara.
For example, if she first predicts that she will take action, she will have the memory when she Samsara. If she predicts that she will take action against the general, she will not have the memory when she Samsara. If the third time it involves the emperor, the conditions for Samsara will probably be even more stringent.
To prevent the conditions from becoming unacceptable to her, her predictions must be accurate, such as the emperor wanting to kill her!
But the emperor did not; he chose to depose her instead of killing her!
"Just as I thought." The emperor looked coldly at Ziyue lying in a pool of blood and said, "The conditions for prediction are not unlimited. Otherwise, with your intelligence, you would have predicted all of them, including factors such as injuring you, imprisoning you, and controlling you. But you didn't. You only predicted that I would kill you. Because with each additional condition, your state after Samsara would become more and more demanding, and there might even be severe side effects. Three conditions are already your limit!"
"You really are something else." Ziyue coughed up a mouthful of blood, a bitter smile on her face, "A truly formidable person."
She had known before that this Xiao Household was an absolutely dangerous person, even more dangerous than the King of Qin. And it turned out to be true. There was a reason why both the King of Qin and the Black Queen fell into his hands, and even the president of the Divine Martial Guild, Kagura, couldn't do anything about him.
He possesses the destiny of humanity, and his talent is terrifying enough, but his cunning is even more terrifying. As an ancient person, he was able to detect the weakness of this ability to rewind time in just a moment. This ability is something that all the top players in later generations who rack their brains would probably have to bow down to.
She remembered that when this ability was first designed, it took forty servers and thousands of top players a month to barely find its weakness. But against this guy, they couldn't even last half a quarter of an hour.
"I won't kill you, nor will I let you bleed to death. And don't even think about suicide and Samsara," the emperor said quietly. "You'd better not do anything, or you'll suffer the consequences."
"Tsk," Ziyue chuckled bitterly again, "They really don't give us any chance at all."
With a flick of his wrist, the emperor unleashed a flame that precisely enveloped Ziyue and lifted her high into the sky.
The Golden Crow Flame was extremely terrifying; anything that came near would be burned to ashes. However, under the Emperor's precise control, it only burned on Ziyue's skin and flesh. Almost instantly, Ziyue was burned beyond recognition, a truly tragic sight!
The horrific scene not only enraged the high priest in the distance, but also made the sixteen generals' eyes widen in fury. They were on the verge of breaking through the formation, and almost instinctively wanted to rush back to their aid.
"Break the formation! Don't panic!!" the priest roared. "I will support Princess Ziyue!"
The military order was instantly issued to all the commanders. This time, the priest finally mustered his courage and, disregarding the deputy general's obstruction, was about to step in to save them.
Meanwhile, in mid-air, Ziyue, burning with pain, became extremely anxious. She knew that this was exactly what the emperor was waiting for; with the priest's intervention, death was certain!
Once the priest dies, even if the imperial army's formation breaks down, without a commander-in-chief, it will be difficult to form a unified command. At that time, with the help of the Quefeng, the Four Saints Army will be defeated one by one and completely annihilated!
This time it's really over!