Ye Zhongdao and Zhou Xianping both held weapons, guarding by Chen Dingye's side, and thus, they saw the head in the box, calm and dignified, with white beard and hair, face marked by injuries, yet carrying an aura of fierce and domineering might.
In this era, there's no hero who doesn't recognize this person.
Ye Zhongdao gripped his weapon and murmured: "...Divine Martial King."
A life spanning 60 years, of which thirty were spent as the most absurd prince of Great Chen Country, then rising with a sword, gaining fame for over ten years, reaching the peak of power, retreating to the mountains and wilderness for over ten years, then rising again, pressing the sword, to conquer the vast world.
Even for them, the Chen Country's domineering king evokes an indescribable complex emotion; he was their sharpest king, also their greatest enemy, now merely a head.
This signifies the defeat of the Divine Martial King.
