"Either become emperor!"
"Or, the dynasty changes. The realm gets a new master. I'll personally choose someone to establish a New Dynasty and serve as its New Emperor. When that happens, Great Zhou will be no more..."
Su Chen poured a cup of White Confucian Wine and pushed it toward Long Xuanjun, along with the Late Emperor's Decree.
"Establish a New Dynasty?"
"Lord Su, you can give it a try."
"The world is more than just Zhou and Liang. There are the countless Grandmasters about to emerge who seek to unify the realm, and the Immortals of the Great Yu Era, all eagerly awaiting the Immortal Arrival..."
"Without my Great Zhou, the world would descend into even greater chaos!"
"In this era, the First Grade has long become obsolete. Ultimately, no matter how strong you are at the First Grade, you're still just First Grade."
Although Long Xuanjun was wary, he met Su Chen's gaze, unwilling to back down even a single step.
This realm belonged to his Great Zhou.
