"It's a pity, Lord Huntian, how lamentable!" War King and others were shocked yet helpless upon receiving the news from the Western Border, speechless for a long while.
Shi Hao placed the Human Emperor's Seal on the Dragon Scripture Desk where auspicious vapors billowed, surrounded by hundreds of Celestial Dragons. This precious imprint was extraordinary, capable of suppressing the fortune of a nation, its power boundless.
"Has His Majesty really left?" Peng Jiu asked. The others also opened their mouths. They knew they could not retain him; he was destined to depart.
"I want to go to the higher realms," Shi Hao said. Then he paid a grand salute to the few Venerables, asking them to act as regents and to assist Light Wind.
If Light Wind truly was not suitable, then there was nothing to say. He asked War King and others to establish someone else, allowing Light Wind to abdicate and thus regain his freedom.
