Swish~
A stream of light gracefully fell in the suburbs of the [Da Zhen] Imperial City, stirring up a cloud of dust.
"Cough cough cough~"
Emperor Shitian half-knelt on the ground, clutching the bloody hole in his chest, coughing up blood froth with golden particles.
"Heavenly Lord!"
Qiantapo rushed to his side, upon hearing the news, and took out a bottle of fragrant ointment to apply on the wound.
"Dragon's Son... actually stole my divinity, transforming into Asura King..."
"I didn't expect, upon descending and reincarnating, that this eternal war still ensnares me..."
Clutching the ruby in his hand, Emperor Shitian let Qiantapo heal his wound, endured the immense pain, and slowly stood up, gazing afar at the vague outline of a great city.
"The war between heavenly beings and non-heavenly beings is reflected in the mortal realm as a great calamity for all beings."
"What a pity... such a prosperous nation is about to turn into scorched earth..."
