RUMBLE...
Qin Wudao hovered in the air, his expression solemn, his eyes glittering like stars. The aura of an Emperor enveloped him, akin to an intimidating prison. Wherever his voice echoed, the Void rippled, and three thousand laws yielded as if paying homage to their king. He was like a sun in the sky, his imperial aura illuminating the entire universe.
Within the Saint's Court of the Qin Dynasty, everyone and everything, from mighty Martial Artists to beasts yet to attain Enlightenment, felt an innate sense of submission. They bowed their heads and bent their waists in respect.
Underneath the heavens and beyond the four seas, only one person stood tall: Qin Wudao! Across mountains and rivers, throughout all territories, only one voice echoed: the voice of the Emperor!
"Submit!"
"Submit!"
"Submit..."
