Chapter 911: Imperial Admonitions

Rumble—

A low, thunderous roar came from above the firmament, like rolling thunder, signaling a storm to come.

The dark crowd passed through the desolate imperial palace and stopped before the golden heavenly path leading to the firmament...

[The Ancient Treasury is under attack]

[Please speed up! Otherwise, there will be unknown risks to the enthronement!]

Two lines of text flashed before Wu Qiong's eyes. She was slightly startled, her expression immediately becoming extremely grave.

The roaring sound came from the end of the enthronement path, as if a great battle were taking place above the firmament. Coupled with these two prompts appearing before all the "quasi-emperors," the atmosphere suddenly became incredibly tense.

The Imperial Dao Ancient Treasury was undergoing a crisis, and they didn't have much time left...

"Sister Wu, we are the first to arrive!" Beside Wu Qiong, a figure looked around excitedly. "If we are the first to go up, will we be able to ascend to the clouds and leave this place?"

Wu Qiong stared at the enthronement path before her and shook her head:

"According to the prompt, only the one who ascends to heaven can be called emperor; it has nothing to do with who arrives first... We have to kill the other 'quasi-emperors' and become the 'only one' before we can leave."

Hearing this, everyone's expressions became tense, but Wu Qiong pondered for a moment and changed the subject:

"However, being the first to ascend definitely has its advantages. Being high up looking down makes it easy to defend and hard to attack. Even if a fight breaks out, we can handle it calmly."

"Then let's go quickly, they should be arriving soon!"

"Yes."

Wu Qiong didn't hesitate any longer and led the dozens of people behind her directly onto the steps of the heavenly ascent, moving closer to the firmament step by step.

Fortunately, the enthronement path was wide enough and sturdy enough that even with dozens of people running on it, there was no trembling. Golden imperial might swirled around them. Wu Qiong, running at the very front, could feel her own quasi-emperor destiny resonating with the path beneath her feet, even if the resonance was still very faint.

Not long after they started running upward, a few figures trailing at the back sat down on the steps, their expressions twisted in pain, beads of sweat sliding down their cheeks...

"It hurts..."

Wu Qiong and the others running in front looked back and saw that those people had wounds on their legs and feet, and some even had deformed bones... They must have been injured in the chaotic battle just now.

"Hold on a little longer, we're almost there!"

"No... I really can't... I can't walk anymore..."

"Me too, I think my bone is broken. Forget about climbing stairs, it's hard enough to even walk..."

“……”

Seeing this, Wu Qiong's first reaction was to have the strong boys carry the wounded and continue forward, but after looking around, she realized that everyone was already exhausted from the previous battle and running.

And to ascend to the clouds, they still didn't know how many thousands of steps they had to climb. Who could carry them for the entire journey?

Wu Qiong was extremely anxious. At the same time, she saw out of the corner of her eye that another quasi-emperor team had already arrived at the bottom of the enthronement path and was also quickly approaching...

A line of text flashed before her eyes:

[Emperor's Admonition: Sever thoughts and emotions. If a crisis arises, even parents and siblings can be abandoned]

Wu Qiong had seen this sentence before; when she obtained the quasi-emperor destiny, this sentence was among the Imperial Admonitions... And now, it reappeared before her eyes in this way, indicating that those emperors' lingering thoughts in the sky really had no patience left.

Wu Qiong struggled internally for a moment, but following the Imperial Admonition, she hardened her heart and said:

"Forget about them, let's go!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned. Before they could recover, Wu Qiong had already left first.

And Wu Qiong's followers, although they couldn't bear it, really couldn't do anything for the wounded... After giving them an apologetic look, they turned and chased after Wu Qiong.

Those with injured legs and feet stared blankly at Wu Qiong's back as she abandoned them. When she turned to leave, she didn't even say a single word to them... This ruthlessness and decisiveness made them feel like she was a stranger, as if Wu Qiong was slowly transforming into someone else.

Not long after Wu Qiong and the others left, another quasi-emperor team also climbed up;

"Hmm? Why are there people here?" That quasi-emperor saw the few who had been abandoned, a flash of vigilance in his eyes.

"Did Wu Qiong leave them behind to block us?"

"Doesn't look like it, they have injuries on their legs, they must have been abandoned..."

"Oh, then let's just go past them."

"But what if their leg injuries are faked, and they plan to ambush us when we're halfway there?" The quasi-emperor scanned them suspiciously, unable to make up his mind.

Almost simultaneously, a line of text flashed before his eyes:

[Emperor's Admonition: Do not be merciful. If they are my enemies, even the wounded and children must be eradicated]

The quasi-emperor's expression changed repeatedly. He had never killed anyone along the way, but now, seeing this reminder, he hesitated... He looked up at Wu Qiong and the others who had already gone far away, and hardened his heart!

"Forget it, kill them all!!"

The urgency and anxiety of the emperors also spread among the quasi-emperors. They climbed the enthronement path, slowly letting go of their former principles, beginning to embrace the concepts instilled by the emperors, and staining the steps with blood...

……

Thump—!!

Lord Xuanyu slashed open a jade seal with his sword. As if he had sensed something, he looked down.

He saw a path vaguely extending from beneath the clouds, emitting a faint golden light. His eyes narrowed, as if he saw something in it, and he sneered:

"No wonder you were so desperate to stop me... So, a new [Emperor] is about to be born?"

"You know that you are dead, that the trend is gone, so you can only choose a new [Emperor] to recreate the glory of the past in this era?"

"You want to find your own shadows in these children. You all think that if another 'you' from the past appears, this era can be overturned... After all, you did it yourselves back then."

"But do you really think that your old feudal imperial ways can still apply to this era?"

Lord Xuanyu pinched the seal again, and that cross-shaped energy longsword actually split into three, then into six... Six swords of the new era, symbolizing scientific authority, surrounded Lord Xuanyu. Where the sword tips pointed were the ancient thoughts and orders that had long since sunk into the passage of time.

He spoke indifferently:

"You of the old era will never be able to create an emperor of the new era..."

"If this world is truly to be overturned by someone, it won't be you who creates him, but this era itself."

……

The battle between feudalism and science roared in the firmament.

Under the rolling dark clouds and continuous thunder, a figure wearing theatrical robes slowly stopped before the golden steps leading to the firmament...

"So high..." Jiang Xiaohua wore a look of "I'm dying," his eyes filled with deep exhaustion. "It's so tiring to climb up... Anyway, those emperors don't have time to bother with you, why don't you go yourself this time?"