If you're made a fake emperor, why did you change the country's name?

"Zhao Yu, you will die today!"

A murderous intent raged wildly within the hall, causing everyone's hearts to tighten involuntarily!

Zhao Yu was so intimidated by this aura that his heart skipped a beat and his face turned pale.

Upon seeing this, Wang Zhang's face was filled with joy.

"I knew it! How could His Majesty be defeated by a villain like Zhao Yu!"

After his initial panic, Zhao Yu remembered the arrangements made by the Sakura Kingdom and was overjoyed.

"Trying to intimidate people with your imposing manner? Ridiculous!"

He slammed his hand on the armrest of the dragon throne and roared, "I am the supreme ruler, the Son of Heaven! There are a thousand ways to kill a beggar like you!"

"Guards! Summon the diplomatic missions of all nations to an audience!"

Zhao Yu's voice echoed in the main hall.

Prime Minister Wang Zhang's heart tightened, and he immediately understood Zhao Yu's plan, and was greatly alarmed.

Foreign missions, fake emperors, things have gone wrong, a dead end!

"No! We can't let this happen..."

Before he could finish speaking, a commotion arose outside the hall.

"The Sakura Kingdom delegation requests an audience—"

"The Qin delegation requests an audience—"

...........

"Embassies from various small states request an audience—"

With announcements made, envoys in various attire filed in one after another.

They were ordered by Zhao Yu to witness the moment when he completely took control of the Great Liang, but they never expected to see such a spectacular sight as soon as they entered the hall.

Two...identical emperors of the Great Liang Dynasty?

All the envoys stood frozen in place, looking at each other in bewilderment, completely confused about the situation.

Seeing their shocked expressions, Zhao Yu's eyes flashed with a smug and sinister glint.

Zhao Yu understood instantly.

This is a trap, a deadly trap set by Zhao Yu and Ying Guo together, aimed at him!

But he didn't care at all.

Zhao Yu deserves to die for bullying his wife and children!

Even if the whole world sees him as an enemy, he must die!

The envoy from the Sakura Kingdom was the first to react. He feigned surprise and bowed to Zhao Yu on the dragon throne and to His Highness Zhao Yu.

"What? Your Majesties? This...this is truly a difficult situation."

He pretended to be worried.

"To prevent internal strife in the Great Liang Dynasty and the resulting damage to our diplomatic relations, we are willing to stand here as witnesses to distinguish the true emperor from the false one!"

Zhao Yu immediately responded, his voice echoing throughout the hall: "Fine! Then let's verify his identity in front of all the foreign delegations! Let this imposter die knowing why!"

Upon hearing this, the head of the Sakura Kingdom delegation took out an imperial artifact that everyone would recognize: the Dragon Blood Bell.

The Dragon Blood Bell is an imperial artifact that solidifies the concentration of the dragon vein, and it is also the cheapest imperial artifact in the world.

Because there are many of them, and they only have one function: to identify blood vessels and concentration!

"Thump—"

The sound of bells filled the air, followed by two deep dragon roars.

A mysterious yellow aura rose from Zhao Yu's body and condensed into a phantom earth dragon behind him!

The earthen dragon coils around, its dragon might faintly visible; it is the earthen dragon bloodline passed down through generations of the Liang royal family!

"Earth Dragon bloodline! It's the true Emperor!"

Some officials, unaware of what was happening, exclaimed in surprise.

The envoys from various countries suddenly realized that the one on the dragon throne was real.

But when they looked at Zhao Yu, they were all stunned.

I see,

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Five high-pitched dragon roars erupted from Zhao Yu's body in succession!

Five phantom dragons of different colors—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—soared into the sky, swirling and intertwining behind him before finally merging into one!

A gigantic, black dragon phantom, exuding domineering power and seemingly capable of devouring heaven and earth, stretched across the main hall!

That oppressive force far exceeded Zhao Yu's earth dragon by a hundred or a thousand times!

The earth dragon phantom behind Zhao Yu let out a mournful cry before the black dragon, prostrating itself on the ground and trembling!

"The... the bloodline of the Primordial Dragon!"

Prime Minister Wang Zhang cried out in shock, his whole body trembling violently.

The courtiers were in uproar!

Isn't that the legendary First Emperor, who ended the barbaric era, unified the world, but was ultimately overthrown by his five sons due to his tyranny and incompetence?

This is an evil bloodline that everyone despises!

Historical records further state that the bloodline of the First Dragon had long since been severed!

After the initial shock, all the ministers understood.

In terms of bloodline, Zhao Yu is a fake.

The one who can lead them to pacify the Wolf Kingdom, eliminate internal troubles, and allow them to live a good life is none other than this 'fake' emperor!

A glint flashed in the eyes of the Sakura Kingdom envoy, and he let out a cold laugh.

"It seems the truth has been revealed. One is of the orthodox Earth Dragon bloodline, and the other... heh heh, is actually of the infamous Primordial Dragon bloodline, which is hated by both gods and men."

The envoy from Sun immediately echoed this sentiment, his voice booming.

"Impersonating a royal heir is a grave crime! To use such an ominous bloodline of the Primordial Dragon is an even greater crime of deceiving Heaven! Such a traitor must be punished by all nations!"

The envoy from Ying Kingdom laughed and said, "Commit suicide, otherwise we can assume that the people of Daliang have been corrupted by the evil dragon."

These words sounded grand and dignified, but in reality, they were putting Zhao Yu in a very difficult position.

They made it clear that if Zhao Yu didn't want all the innocent people of Daliang to die, his only option was to commit suicide!

Zhao Yu was extremely pleased with himself. He stood up from the dragon throne, looked down at Zhao Yu, and his face was full of morbid smugness.

"You vile beggar, did you hear me? Now, commit suicide! I might show mercy and spare the lives of you and your adulterous wife, but that would only force them into military prostitutes, to be ravaged day and night!"

The envoys from various countries all wore mocking expressions, waiting to see how Zhao Yu would choose.

All the civil and military officials in the court wore sorrowful expressions, their eyes filled with reluctance and struggle.

Meng Qing bit her lip hard, her nails digging into her palms. She wasn't afraid of death, but she was afraid something would happen to him.

The entire hall forced Zhao Yu into a desperate situation where he had to make a choice.

In the midst of this deathly silence, Zhao Yu suddenly chuckled.

"Oh."

That soft laugh reached everyone's ears clearly.

He raised his head, looked around at all the faces in the hall that were either gloating or filled with grief and indignation, and finally fixed his gaze on Zhao Yu.

"I will stand right here today."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an air of dominance.

"You may gather troops from all nations and powerful ministers from all corners of the world to take my life!"

"So what if I'm a fake emperor?"

"So what if I possess the bloodline of the First Dragon?"

"Those who dare to oppose me in this world, I will crush them all!"

"Even if faced with a thousand armies and the entire world as my enemy, I will have no regrets! I will have no fear!"

His words were like a thunderclap, sending chills down everyone's spines.

The entire room fell silent.

crazy!

This man is insane!

Instead of defending himself or begging for mercy, he directly declared war on the whole world!

Seeing Zhao Yu's domineering aura, Zhao Yu took a step back in fright, pointing at him with trembling lips.

"You...you...you..."

Just then, an old but firm voice rang out.

Prime Minister Wang Zhang shakily stepped out of the ranks, straightened his clothes, and then bowed deeply to Zhao Yu and the phantom of the Primordial Dragon!

"This old minister, Wang Zhang, is willing to assist Your Majesty in pacifying the six kingdoms and unifying the world!"

This kneeling seemed to be a signal.

"Your Majesty, I, the Minister of Revenue, am willing to assist you in unifying the empire!"

"Your Majesty, I, the Minister of Personnel, am willing to assist you in unifying the empire!"

"minister……"

"We, your humble servants, are willing to assist Your Majesty in unifying the world!!!"

Hurala!

All the civil and military officials, regardless of their previous stance, knelt down at this moment, their shouts shaking the palace!

They chose not a king based on bloodline, but a monarch who could bring hope to the Great Liang!

The Sakura Kingdom envoy was dumbfounded.

The envoy from Sun was dumbfounded.

All the envoys were dumbfounded.

They pointed at the kneeling officials and cried out in terror:

"Madmen! You're all madmen! This entire court is full of madmen!"

"One nation's strength against a thousand nations! Unheard of!"

"As expected of the First Dragon... just like the historical records describe, he's insane beyond madness!"

At this moment, the situation was completely reversed.

Zhao Yu's face drained of color, and he slumped onto the dragon throne, trembling violently.

He lost.

A crushing defeat.