In the West Capital, Lu Shu could clearly feel that there was only one source of energy left in the imperial palace. The energy was like a blazing flame. It was impossible to ignore.
But this flame did not move. Even though the two masters he controlled had died, he did not show any signs of leaving the palace and killing his enemies. He simply watched quietly. It was as if the shocking battle cries outside had nothing to do with him.
Lu Shu suddenly thought about it. Why did Duanmu Huangqi seem like he had given up on resisting? He even thought about whether Duanmu Huangqi was dead. If not, why had he not appeared?
But the waves of energy did not lie. The dead would not give off any waves of energy.
Lu Shu walked into the palace in the West Capital. He passed through the lofty brick wall that surrounded the palace. There were no more guards. All the guards had died in combat.
