In the next second, Liang Jiaying's body exploded. The explosion was so powerful that most of the imperial palace was razed to the ground, with corpses and blood scattered among the ruins. Pushed away by the energy wave of the explosion, Wan Sifan and Xuan Ruiquan flew backward and fell to the ground heavily.
Thirty seconds after the explosion, Xuan Ruiquan pushed aside the debris of the building that was covering his body and climbed out. After the tinnitus disappeared, Xuan Ruiquan shook his head to clear his mind.
He looked towards the imperial palace and fell to his knees in despair. In front of him, the once majestic imperial palace had turned into ruins, and the sky was filled with dust.
Not far away from him, Wan Sifan also climbed out of the ruins. He looked around blankly before looking at the Eight Trigram plate in his hand. Seeing the cracks in the mirror, his dusty face lost the last trace of color.
