Huang Zhi's eyes darkened as he thought of Mo Yin and Celestial Maiden Yuqing, the two women who had betrayed him so completely. "Wang Jian will regret ever underestimating us. We will bring him to his knees."
Dong Zhuo, still seething with rage, added, "And we will take back everything he's stolen from us. Our lands, our people, and our wives."
Jiang Chen, his heart still aching from Cui Lan's betrayal, nodded in agreement. "He thinks he's won. But this is far from over."
While the four former rulers plotted their resurgence, Wang Jian found himself at the helm of an empire that now spanned across four cosmoses—Northern, Western, Eastern, and Southern. The scale of his power was unmatched, and with it came the responsibilities of managing such vast territories. The weight of his new responsibilities was immense, but Wang Jian relished it. He was no longer just a king; he was a sovereign of four realms, and his dominion was absolute.
