Some people felt disheartened, believing that from then on, the so-called Jianghu would be at the feet of the Holy Martial Emperor, kneeling in submission.
But whether they wanted to or not, they all understood that they couldn't change this fact. So why not greet this great trend with a better attitude?
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In the first year of the Holy Martial era, July 17th.
At the Stargazing Tower, Chen Yuan, clad in a black dragon robe, stood with his hands behind his back, gazing intently ahead. His eyes were deep like the starry sky, seemingly containing everything, embracing the entire world.
Before him lay the national destiny of Great Yan, like a black sea, hovering over the entire Divine Capital City. Without reaching a certain realm, one couldn't see this scene at all.
