"Is the trial of the Southern King about to begin?" The many Imperial Palace Guards outside the battlefield watched all of this in horror. The Southern King held military power and was immensely influential, unwilling to remain beneath anyone else, always seeking to rise higher. He probably never dreamed it would end this way, did he?
Even if he held an army of millions, what of it?
This is a world where Martial Arts reign supreme, where the strong are unmatched. Even with millions of troops, there is no place to wield them, especially as the Southern King was a rebel, with no rightful reason for war. Who among his countless soldiers would remain loyal to him? One could even say they were forced to.
"I beg you, kill me with one hit!" the Southern King roared. He didn't want to go through what Yang Fan did; that scene was too brutal. However, the Cangye Emperor's eyes were dark: "Kill you? Even if you were executed by a thousand cuts, it wouldn't be enough!"
Crunch~
