132: Chapter 132 A Lament for Humanity (Part Six)
Capital of the Empire of Finality. Sui City.
"Have you heard? Bone City has been destroyed!" The voice was filled with shock and disbelief.
"Huh? But Bone City is the headquarters of the Heavenly Judgment Department. How could it possibly be destroyed?"
The respondent's eyes widened, filled with incredulity.
"Hmph, ridiculous. The world is vast and full of wonders; it's no surprise that there are Awakened even more powerful than the Empire of Finality."
"Besides, I heard... everyone in Bone City had their bones crushed to dust!" The voice trembled, as if describing a truly terrifying scene.
"!!!" The listener gasped, too shocked to speak for a long moment.
"Such a demonic act, who on earth did it? Are they not afraid of the First Emperor's reckoning?"
"Shh."
The other person quickly made a gesture to be quiet, looking left and right with a nervous expression.
"Let me tell you, I heard it was the Demon Emperor Qin Pan who did it," he whispered, speaking in a mysterious tone.
"What! Qin Pan, the head of the Four Kings of the Four Kings Pavilion!?" The exclamation rang out again, filled with astonishment.
"If it was the Demon Emperor who acted, then we're in for a good show!"
A flash of excitement crossed this person's eyes, as if foreseeing the turbulent waves about to rise: "The Empire of Finality's Martial State Preceptor has been searching for Qin Pan for many years."
Just then.
A sudden roar of a gale came from the distance, a sound like ten thousand wild beasts howling in unison, majestic and terrifying.
The gale swept in, sending sand and stones flying, and the sky instantly turned dim, as if shrouded by a giant black curtain.
"The First Emperor returns to the court, all citizens kneel!"
This shout exploded between heaven and earth like a thunderclap, spreading to every corner.
People set down their work, their expressions fearful and reverent, and rushed toward the direction the voice came from.
The streets were instantly crowded with people, all kneeling on the ground, foreheads pressed against the earth, bodies trembling slightly, not daring to show the slightest disrespect.
The entire city fell into a solemn atmosphere, with only the howling of the gale still echoing in their ears.
The First Emperor's carriage drove slowly, majestic and solemn.
The canopy on the imperial carriage fluttered in the wind, shimmering with golden light.
The soldiers marched in unison, their armor clashing with a metallic clang, an aura that inspired awe.
The First Emperor sat within the dragon carriage.
His expression was grave, a tangle of indescribable anxiety woven between his brows.
"Bone City..."
He, of course, knew the news of Bone City's destruction.
Moreover, he knew it in greater detail.
From the moment the Heavenly Judgment Department mobilized to the moment Bone City was destroyed... the interval was less than half an hour.
In other words.
The strength of that mysterious Awakened.
Was at least God-level.
Thinking of this.
The First Emperor pondered for a moment, the brief silence seeming to make time itself stand still.
His gaze was deep, thoughts racing through his mind, and finally, he said indifferently.
"Someone! Go to the gate of the Dead Realm." The voice was faint, yet carried an unquestionable majesty.
These few words seemed to have the weight of a thousand jun, echoing in the air.
The guards outside the dragon carriage shuddered and immediately replied in unison: "As you command!" Then they prepared to set off in perfect synchronization.
The First Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression firm and resolute.
He knew deep down that going to the gate of the Dead Realm might not yield the person he wanted to find, but for the long-term stability of the empire and the welfare of all living beings, he would not hesitate.
The gale continued to howl, blowing into the dragon carriage.