Time flowed on.
Another two months passed.
On this day, Qin Wudao convened a grand court assembly. He sat straight upon the imperial throne, his figure towering and stalwart, clad in a Nine-Dragon imperial robe, a Heaven-Leveling crown upon his head, radiating supreme imperial might.
He sat there in stillness, and the place where he was seated seemed to become the center of the cosmos.
The four directions of heaven and earth submitted!
Endless Dao lay prostrate!
Billions of rules rippled!
Below, civil and military officials and the various Lords and Kings stood in attendance. Around every one of them surged a vast and torrential aura, dimming time and space, plunging the universe into silent extinction.
