The army had already successfully entered the palace. Knowing that they were to deal with the spent shell casings, they quietly withdrew from the vicinity of the palace gate.
Their steps were as light as cats', their bodies pressed against the walls, slowly disappearing into a corner of the palace.
At this moment, the buildings inside the palace seemed to tremble as the army marched on, and the mythical beast sculptures on the eaves seemed to be watching all of this in fear.
Their eyes seemed to gleam with an uneasy light, appearing particularly eerie in the sunlight.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Qin Qianluo quietly approached the people she had just hit.
Her footsteps were as light as if they were on cotton, making no sound at all. Her eyes were calm and focused, like a hunter examining its prey.
She leaned slightly forward, her knees slightly bent, as if ready to deal with any unexpected situation.
Taking advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was diverted by General An Yuan's army and the chaos before them, her delicate hands quickly moved around the body of the fallen person.
Her fingers deftly parted the debris, like a sprite searching for treasure in the grass. She quickly removed the spent cartridge, her fingers gripping it tightly.
Then, with a gentle flick of the wrist, the movement was as graceful and swift as a butterfly in flight.
He then stored the spent cartridge case in his spatial storage, the whole process going unnoticed by anyone, as quietly as a gentle breeze.
General An Yuan led his army with unstoppable momentum, marching straight into the most solemn and majestic Golden Palace of the Xuanyuan Imperial Palace.
He rode a tall horse, his posture as upright as a mountain, his expression as cold and stern as frost. He gripped the reins tightly, which trembled rhythmically with the horse's gallop.
His gaze was piercing, fixed straight ahead as if trying to see through the golden palace. Behind him, the footsteps of the soldiers thundered like lightning, deafeningly loud.
Their shields were raised high, gleaming metallically in the sunlight, like moving city walls.
The spears in his hands stood like a dense forest, their tips gleaming coldly, exuding boundless killing intent. Upon entering the Golden Palace, General An Yuan abruptly pulled on the reins.
The horse neighed loudly, its forelegs raised high, and then landed steadily. He dismounted with clean, swift movements, his boots slamming heavily on the floor of the Golden Palace.
At this moment, Emperor Xuanyuan had lost his former glory. His hair was disheveled and fell over his shoulders, with a few strands obscuring his gloomy eyes.
His clothes were disheveled, his collar open, revealing his pale neck. The awe-inspiring imperial majesty of the past had vanished without a trace.
Like an old man in his twilight years, he slumped on the dragon throne that symbolized supreme power, his body hunched over, as if all his energy had been drained away.
His hands rested limply on the armrests of the dragon throne, his fingers trembling slightly, like a candle flickering in the wind.
Blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, a backlash from the death of the nemesis. He recalled the moment when Youming lost his life.
He had already suffered a devastating backlash once, and now with the deaths of four more of his capable men, the backlash was becoming even more intense, like a raging torrent, causing him unbearable pain.
Inside the Golden Palace, the candlelight flickered in the wind, casting dappled shadows on the walls like restless ghosts dancing. The flickering candlelight illuminated Emperor Xuanyuan's pale face, making him appear even more haggard.
As he watched the Tianxuan army march into the Golden Palace in perfect unison, a flicker of struggle flashed in his previously dull eyes.
He tried to support his swaying body, gripping the armrests of the dragon throne tightly with both hands, his fingers bulging with veins from the effort.
His body trembled slightly, as if bearing a tremendous weight, trying to straighten his spine and preserve the last shred of imperial dignity.
Unfortunately, the continuous backlash left him powerless, and every attempt was accompanied by excruciating pain.
His brows were furrowed tightly, and the muscles in his face were contorted with pain.
He slowly raised his trembling hand, weakly wiping away the blood that kept flowing from the corner of his mouth, his arm feeling as heavy as if it were filled with lead.
His eyes, empty and sorrowful, gazed at General An Yuan, who was engaged in a fierce battle inside the Golden Palace, filled with despair and resentment.
A wave of endless sorrow washed over me, as if I were standing in a frozen wasteland, the cold biting to my bones.
Perhaps, it was a huge mistake to have feelings for Qin Qianluo from the very beginning. If everything could be done over again, would the ending be different?
He slowly raised his gaze and looked at the three experts in front of him who were still fighting desperately. His heart was immediately filled with regret.
His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.
He secretly thought to himself that he should have fed that precious Gu worm to the number one ranked expert. If she were here now, with her abilities, perhaps there would still be a glimmer of hope for the situation, and things wouldn't have ended up in this state.
A hint of frantic longing flickered in his eyes, and his hands unconsciously clawed at the armrests of the dragon throne, as if trying to grasp at that faint glimmer of hope.
In just a moment, he suddenly spat out another mouthful of blood, the bright red blood splashing into a dazzling flower on the floor of the Golden Palace.
His body trembled violently, as if his soul had been ripped away. At the same time, the remaining three experts also fell one after another under General Tianxuan's fierce attack, lifeless.
Their bodies, like broken dolls, crashed heavily to the ground with dull thuds. General An Yuan, sword in hand, approached Emperor Xuanyuan with resolute strides.
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