The screen broke apart and then slowly reformed.
Like a scene transition, Qin Shi saw an even more weathered He Lanchan.
The white hair remained, but his face bore the marks of time.
This time, he didn't sit on the Lotus Stone Seat.
He stood silently with his hands behind his back in the Void Space.
"Teacher, I finally understand why the thing you obtained would tear apart Dongxia. Its existence shakes the very foundation!"
He Lanchan's voice was hoarse, even somewhat weary, like a traveler who had crossed a thousand mountains and rivers, weary and covered in dust.
"The new Dongxia Republic can no longer have an emperor. The Nine Marshals have agreed to govern the universe together; this is the foundation of the Republic."
Qin Shi subconsciously held his breath. His Spirit resonated, feeling a strong emotion that almost shattered his Sea of Consciousness.
