Then, there was a column of bright red light at the entrance to the Imperial Decree Hall. It was bright as blood, a strange aura circling around it.
"Yan Xiu!"
"Young Master Yan, what are you doing? This is the Imperial Decree Hall!"
"This is the resting place of all the past Emperors of the Great Xia Dynasty, don’t be rash!"
All of the officials were completely taken aback by this voice. All of their gazes focused on Yan Xiu.
Yan Xiu’s eyes glowed red, his entire body surrounded by a red aura. There were two bright red whirlpools beneath his feet as well.
"Dao of Asura!"
"He has managed to progress so much in the past few days?!"
"That Dao of Asura combines good and evil. Even though it is a good Dao, it stems from rage. Yan Xiu must have been triggered by Fang Zhengzhi’s death. He managed to progress as a result, but..."
"But what?"
