The Post Sky Tipping Era

In the Imperial Palace.

Li Jiye and the other five Yin Emperors were all looking up at the sky at this moment. There, terrifying energy from heaven and earth exploded, with incense drifting in all directions, and occasionally deafening booms were heard, as if the sky itself was about to be shattered.

This battle seemed simple, but it concerned the future direction of the Zhao Dynasty.

If this Grand Ancestor Emperor won, then Emperor Shenwu would face reckoning, and the world would return to its previous state. But if he lost, from now on, the Yin Emperors would become a part of history, and this world would be dictated by Emperor Shenwu alone.

All the incense of the world would also belong to one person.

However, Li Jiye’s thoughts at the moment were very simple. If Yi was outmatched, and one wrong move was made, then he wouldn’t just sit and wait for death. Naturally, he would use all his strength to battle these Yin Emperors.

And he was confident he could win, after all, he had no retreat left.

But since Yi was willing to gamble with the Grand Ancestor Emperor, that was also a good thing. If he could win, it would make these Yin Emperors disappear without a fight, saving the effort of starting a new war.

Because of this, both sides agreed to this scheme.

However, very soon.

As the rumbling sound above the firmament reverberated, a wisp of green smoke plummeted directly toward the direction of the palace.

Boom!