HISS!
"My God, the Emperor has died?"
"The Emperor was slain even with the King of Divine Artifacts in his hand?"
"How is that possible?"
"Even the King of Divine Artifacts was suppressed so easily? Could this woman, who looks like an angel, be a Sun God-level Power?"
The entire court was utterly terrified, not daring to move an inch, their bodies trembling like chaff in the wind.
Never had they imagined that in such a short span, not only would Marquis Wu Wen, Hong Xuanji, be killed, but even Emperor Qian, Yang Pan, would die.
What was more terrifying was that Yang Pan was obliterated even when wielding the King of Divine Artifacts, the Creation Boat.
The faces of Prince Yang Yuan and Prince Heqin were especially grim.
The two of them, along with Prince Yu Yang Qian, were the prime contenders for the throne. Now that Yang Qian had pledged himself to the Lord of Hongmeng, who had aided him by dispatching Angel Yan to forcefully slay Yang Pan, their hopes were dashed.
