I really became a king.

Chapter 622 The end of an era
Everyone expected that even if the Dali Imperial City was breached, it would still be the most brutal battle in history.

Even if the Prince Yi's Mansion in Western Xinjiang wins, it will be a pyrrhic victory. There will be heavy casualties, and it will be completely damaged. It may even become a bottom-tier force and lose even its foundation.

Several major secular sects and other major dynasties have even made preparations to divide the Dali Dynasty.

But the result was beyond everyone's expectations, the Prince Yi's Mansion in Western Xinjiang won a great victory!

More than twenty strongest men of the eighth realm who came to the rescue of the secular sects in the Dali Imperial Capital were all killed under the city wall of the Dali Imperial Capital, especially Prince Yi Jiang Yi, who broke through the shackles of immortal martial arts. He had a huge chest, a big sun on his head, and many precious treasures. He killed more than a dozen strongest men of the eighth realm by himself.

In the end, only Jiang Zhenyi was left, surrounded by the eight ancestors of Dali and other powerful people from Prince Yi's Palace, but no one took action.

The expression of the Changmei Patriarch was complicated at this time. They intervened in the dispute over orthodoxy this time. Although it was Jiang Zhenyi who attacked and killed first, it was a deviation from the ancestral teachings.

He has made up his mind that he will kill the Emperor of Dali in front of him and will not let Prince Yi's hands be stained with the other's blood.

"Jiang Zhenyi, please commit suicide."

Jiang Yi came over. Without the pedal wheels and the sun hanging in the air, he walked over step by step like an ordinary person.

The battle inside the Dali Imperial City was still going on, but outside the Dali Imperial City, it was exceptionally quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on the two people under the city.

Especially the Queen Ye Xinmei, Jiang Se and others who were protected by tens of thousands of loyal followers in the center looked horrible.

"Haha... I didn't expect to fail so miserably. I gave birth to a good son!"

Jiang Zhenyi laughed bitterly, and everyone knew who the good son he was talking about was. It was Prince Duan Jiang Lie, who had been bedridden and unconscious in the northern border for several years.

If the other party had not secretly concealed the bloodline of the Fourteenth Master, what happened today would not have happened.

"But we can't blame him. In order to keep the matter secret, he killed his biological mother, aunts, uncles, and all the other people related to him..."

"He should have been able to remember things by then, so he hated me, but I didn't know he hated me to such an extent."

"No, my son probably didn't expect this scene today. His original intention was probably just to preserve a trace of the Fourteenth Master's bloodline."

"How will you treat him? He is the benefactor of your Fourteenth Master's lineage. You will not kill him, and your brothers and sisters..."

"Haha... Although I'm dead, my Jiang Zhenyi bloodline is still alive..."

Jiang Zhenyi, who had been completely in despair, became a little neurotic, but it seemed that he wanted to provoke Jiang Yi once more before he died. As for whether this would provoke the other party to kill Prince Duan's lineage, he no longer cared.

Because he knew the meaning of the four words "the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit", his sons and grandsons would definitely not survive, and the other party would definitely purge his lineage.

The eight ancestors of Dali had the most complicated feelings. Every time an emperor came to power, he would start a bloody purge. Especially when they came to power through brutal fighting, the purge was even more cruel, and they were all ways to cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

If nothing unexpected happens, after Prince Yi comes to power, he will definitely carry out a bloody purge of the Dali royal family, especially the lineage of Jiang Zhenyi.

He wanted to dissuade him, but he didn't dare to, mainly because he didn't know how to persuade him. After all, Prince Yi's biological mother had just died outside the city of Dali.

Moreover, Jiang Zhenyi was too ruthless at the time. This is a blood feud!
"You are you, they are them. I won't kill them, and they will still live a rich and prosperous life."

Hearing Jiang Yi's words, Jiang Zhenyi stopped his crazy laughter and looked at Jiang Yi in shock.

As the saying goes, "A king's words are never a joke", especially in front of millions of people in the imperial capital of Dali, this is tantamount to a promise and an oath.

"You..." He wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say, and his expression was complicated.

Jiang Yi did not let him continue, and continued: "I said that the world has changed. We are all frogs in the well. If you have seen the outside world, you may understand..." "In the great struggle of the world, the emperor should be broad-minded and open-minded. Otherwise, how can you compete in the great world!"

If he wants to gain a foothold in the world of immortal cultivation in the future, he must be open-minded and able to accommodate thousands of tribes, just like how the Taimang tribe treated the minotaurs, ape-men and other alien tribes.

As for whether raising a tiger will cause harm, if that day really comes, we can only blame human incompetence.

Jiang Zhenyi was silent, as if he had lost his soul. After a while, he raised his head and said, "I lost, and you won."

These six simple words expressed the endless pain in his heart. After all, this step was caused by himself.

Jiang Zhenyi turned his head and looked at a figure on the city wall. It was the Queen of Dali, Ye Xinmei. "Although we are husband and wife, we have been fighting openly and secretly for a lifetime. Let's go together this time!"

Ye Xinmei had a complicated expression and was unwilling, so she remained silent.

She failed, but it was only temporary. There are still secluded sects. As long as she can find a chance to escape from the Dali Imperial Capital, she may have a chance to make a comeback.

Moreover, if her husband becomes a prisoner, he will no longer be able to rule the Dali Dynasty, and she will become the legitimate speaker of the Jiang Zhenyi lineage of the Dali Dynasty.

After sharing a bed with his wife for so many years, Jiang Zhenyi knew his wife too well.

In fact, her heart was not on the Dali Dynasty from the beginning. She devoted herself to the secluded sect, hoping to achieve immortality one day.

As for the secular world, it is just a stepping stone.

"Let's do it." Jiang Zhenyi closed his eyes.

No one understood what he meant, not even Ye Xinmei, but she soon understood because someone had stabbed her in the heart with a sword.

"You..." She didn't understand why the eunuch she had personally trained would turn against her in the end. Before she died, she also understood the meaning of the three words "do it", which was to send her to death.

Knowing that he was going to die, Jiang Zhenyi suddenly became clear-headed.

He glanced at Jiang Yi, who looked calm, and took a deep breath: "As the Emperor of Dali, I hereby declare that from today on, 'Dali will return to power'. From now on, the orthodoxy of Dali will belong to the lineage of the Fourteenth Master."

He did not say much, such as ordering the twelve battalions of the Dali Imperial Guards and the twenty-four divisions of the Imperial Guards to pledge allegiance to Prince Yi, because he knew very well that he no longer had the qualifications.

Moreover, several major military leaders headed by Ning Donglai have already made their choice.

But he still had one last thing to do, which was to take two people away.

"Considering that Ye and I will be alone and have no one to accompany us after our death, I order Prince Zhong Jiang Se and the Seventeenth Prince Jiang Che to accompany us."

These two are his legitimate sons, and they are usually the most favored sons. He felt a little reluctant when he said this, but there was nothing he could do.

Although Prince Yi had made a promise, some people had to die. He sentenced these two sons to death in order to allow the rest of his sons to survive.

Jiang Yi glanced at Jiang Zhenyi and said nothing.

"My dear ancestors, your unworthy descendants kowtow to you..."

This was Jiang Zhenyi's last words, spoken to the Eighth Ancestor of Dali. He then knelt down, kowtowed, and remained motionless.

The reign of the Dali Dynasty came to an end.

(End of this chapter)