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Chapter 680: Fall Of Yu Zidi!
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Yu Zidi’s forces had completely collapsed.The forces who had once sworn absolute loyalty to him were now being slaughtered one after another.
The palace grounds had long since become a sea of blood.
Everywhere one looked, corpses littered the ground.
The few remaining experts around Yu Zidi desperately fought back, but their resistance was utterly meaningless.
Boom!
The Earth Immortal of the Crimson Thunder Palace slammed his palm downward.
Xuande, the Royal Ancestor, barely managed to block with his weapon.
Crack!
The artifact shattered instantly.
The overwhelming force continued unabated.
Xuande’s body exploded into a cloud of blood mist before everyone’s eyes.
Yu Zidi’s only Earth Immortal had fallen.
That single death completely crushed the last trace of hope within his remaining followers.
Many immediately threw down their weapons.
Others fled in every direction.
Some simply closed their eyes and accepted death.
The battle was already over.
Only Yu Zidi himself remained.
***
High above the battlefield, Qin Lingxiao quietly looked down at him.
Her expression remained indifferent.
She slowly stepped forward.
Every step she took caused an invisible pressure to descend upon the surrounding space.
Yu Zidi’s face turned deathly pale.
He hurriedly activated another defensive artifact.
Buzz!
A brilliant golden barrier surrounded his body.
This was one of the greatest life-saving treasures left behind by the late Emperor.
It was capable of withstanding attacks from an Earth Immortal for a considerable period of time.
Unfortunately, the opponent before him wasn’t an Earth Immortal.
Qin Lingxiao casually raised a finger.
A strand of Qi quietly condensed.
Then she flicked her finger.
Slash!
The seemingly insignificant strand of Qi instantly struck the barrier.
Crack!
A tiny fracture appeared.
Before Yu Zidi could even react—
Boom!
The entire defensive barrier exploded into countless fragments.
The priceless artifact was completely destroyed.
Yu Zidi’s pupils shrank violently.
"N-No..."
Yu Zidi stared blankly at his empty hands.
He had expended every life-saving treasure he possessed.
Now, none remained.
He slowly raised his head toward Qin Lingxiao.
Then he looked around the battlefield.
His army had almost been annihilated and the remaining ones had all surrendered or fled.
The foreign delegations he was allied with were being massacred by the Li Clan, and Zhao Clan.
There was nowhere left to run.
For the first time in his life, Yu Zidi truly understood what despair felt like.
Ironically, this was the very same despair he had once forced upon his own brothers and sisters.
When he had framed them.
When he had stripped them of everything they possessed.
When he had watched them desperately beg for mercy...
He had never imagined that one day, he would also face the same situation.
His pride.
His ambition
.
Everything shattered completely.
The next moment—
Thud!
Yu Zidi dropped to both knees before Qin Lingxiao.
The once arrogant prince who had believed himself destined to rule the Desolate Heaven Empire was now kneeling like a defeated dog.
Yu Zidi lowered his head.
His entire body trembled uncontrollably.
"I surrender!"
His voice cracked.
"I surrender completely! I don’t want the throne anymore!"
"I’ll give it all to the Ninth Sister. I’ll never fight for it again!"
He repeatedly kowtowed.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
His forehead struck the ground with enough force to draw blood.
"Please..."
His voice had become hoarse.
"Just spare my life. I was wrong. I truly know I was wrong."
"I’ll leave the Desolate Heaven Empire. I’ll never return."
He continued begging without caring about his dignity.
The countless spectators watched silently.
Many found the sight unbelievable.
This was the same Yu Zidi who had once carried himself with supreme confidence.
The same prince who had believed the imperial throne already belonged to him.
Now he was crying and begging, throwing away every last shred of dignity.
Yet Yu Zidi no longer cared.
Dignity?
Authority?
Pride?
Compared to his life, he realized that none of them were worth mentioning.
Qin Lingxiao quietly looked at the utterly defeated man kneeling before her.
Her expression remained as calm as ever.
There was neither pity nor satisfaction within her eyes, only indifference.
Throughout her countless years of cultivation, she had witnessed far too many scenes like this.
She had seen countless geniuses fall.
Countless prodigies beg for mercy.
Countless ambitious men kneel before death, desperately trying to cling to life.
Yu Zidi was merely one more among them.
His pleas failed to stir even the slightest ripple within her heart.
Besides, Yu Zidi had never been a righteous person to begin with.
Did he truly believe no one knew what he had done behind the scenes?
His schemes against his own brothers and sisters.
The countless assassinations.
The political purges.
The false accusations.
Even framing the Second Prince for crimes he himself had committed.
Every one of those actions had long since been known to her.
Such a person...
Even if she weren’t carrying out her current mission, she still wouldn’t feel the slightest mercy for him.
Her gaze remained emotionless.
A person who was willing to sacrifice everything for power...
Family.
Honor.
Conscience.
Even part of his empire.
Such a person deserved neither sympathy nor compassion.
However, she also didn’t despise him because the world has always been like this.
Even in the Qin Clan, she had witnessed countless people resort to every conceivable method in pursuit of greater authority and influence.
Those who stood at the peak were rarely innocent.
Yu Zidi was simply another person walking that path.
The only mistake he made was failing.
Every choice carried a price.
Every action carried consequences.
Now it was simply Yu Zidi’s turn to pay them, just as many who had lost to him before.
Qin Lingxiao slowly raised her hand.
A strand of terrifying Qi quietly condensed at her fingertips.
Yu Zidi’s face instantly lost all color.
His body trembled violently.
"N-No... I can still be useful! I’ll become your slave. I’ll do anything!"
He crawled forward on his knees, his forehead repeatedly striking the ground.
Bang!
Qin Lingxiao’s expression never changed.
The next instant—
Slash!
A brilliant ray of light flashed across everyone’s vision.
It was so fast that almost no one could follow it.
The entire Imperial Palace fell silent.
Yu Zidi’s desperate cries abruptly stopped.
His body froze in place.
A thin crimson line slowly appeared across his neck.
Thud!
Yu Zidi’s head slowly slipped from his shoulders before rolling across the bloodstained ground.
His lifeless body collapsed heavily beside it.
Bang!
The man who had once stood closest to the imperial throne...
The mastermind behind countless schemes...
Had died just like that without dignity.
The Imperial Palace became deathly silent.
Everyone stared blankly at the fallen corpse.
Yu Zidi was finally dead!
From beginning to end, Bai Zihan quietly watched everything unfold.
His expression remained completely unchanged.
There was neither joy nor satisfaction upon his face.
To him, Yu Zidi’s fate had already been decided the moment he chose to scheme against the Bai Clan.
From that day onward, death had merely become a matter of time.
If Yu Zidi had focused solely on ascending the throne...
If he had first become Emperor before provoking the Bai Clan...
Perhaps he would still have possessed some value.
At the very least, Bai Zihan might have allowed him to live for a while longer.
After all, a puppet Emperor was often more useful than a dead one.
Unfortunately, Yu Zidi wanted everything.
He wanted the throne.
He wanted absolute authority.
He wanted to eliminate the Bai Clan.
He wanted to dominate the entire Desolate Heaven Empire in a single stroke.
His ambition had far exceeded his ability.
Bai Zihan understood people like him very well.
Even if Yu Zidi had survived today wihout offending him, someone like him would never truly accept living beneath another person.
Then, sooner or later, he would have gone against the Bai Clan and met the same end.
Such people never accepted being second.
Their ambition would consume them until either they reached the summit or died because of their own greed.
In that regard, today’s outcome had merely arrived a little earlier than expected.
Whether today or sometime in the future, Yu Zidi’s ending would never have changed.
With Yu Zidi’s death, everything finally came to an end.
The remaining forces under his command immediately lost all will to resist.
Clang!
One weapon after another fell onto the ground.
"We surrender!"
"We are willing to submit!"
Countless Imperial Guards dropped to one knee.
Their expressions were filled with fear.
Unlike Yu Zidi’s personal retainers and those from his mother’s family, these soldiers had never truly belonged to him.
They belonged to the Imperial Family.
More accurately, they belonged to the throne itself.
Whoever sat upon the imperial throne was their master.
Previously, they had obeyed Yu Zidi because he had stood only one step away from becoming Emperor.
Now Yu Zidi is dead.
Yu Feiyan was the undisputed victor.
Their allegiance naturally shifted to the new ruler.
As for Yu Zidi’s personal guards and the cultivators who had willingly followed him, they were shown no such mercy.
Boom!
Yu Feiyan’s forces immediately launched their final assault.
Within moments...
Every one of Yu Zidi’s diehard followers had been eliminated.
Blood flowed freely across the palace square.
Soon, the only people left standing were the victors.
Qin Lingxiao slowly surveyed the battlefield before giving a slight nod.
Although the battle had ended, she had no intention of slaughtering the surrendered Imperial Army.
Doing so would only weaken the Desolate Heaven Empire unnecessarily.
After today, those soldiers would belong to Yu Feiyan.
She still needed as many capable subordinates as possible to carry out her future plans.
She gave the order to Yu Feiyan.
Yu Feiyan’s calm voice slowly echoed across the battlefield.
"Those who have surrendered..."
"They shall be spared."
Hearing those words, countless Imperial Guards immediately lowered their heads in gratitude.
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
"Thank you for your mercy!"
Their voices echoed one after another.
The bloodshed gradually came to an end.
After countless schemes...
After the struggle between princes and princesses...
After the intervention of foreign empires...
After the attack upon the Bai Clan...
The battle for the throne had finally reached its conclusion.
