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Facing Yimei's questioning, Xie simply smiled faintly.

"Do you know the biggest difference between me and you?"

Xie reached out and lifted Yimei's chin, revealing her perfect face and clear eyes. He gently caressed Yimei's face with his fingers and said softly.

"The only difference is that you only act when you are sure of the outcome, while I only need to see the opportunity… This is a world for the brave, and only those who dare to take risks can obtain the final spoils. You… will only rot in hesitation and delay."

"No one can guarantee breaking the shackles of fate, the question is, I dare to try…"

"But you… don't dare."

Xie spoke softly, his eyes full of aggression and desire. Yimei's body trembled, she felt a shiver arise from the depths of her heart, both fearful and expectant. The extremely contradictory stimulation caused her light spirit to spasm, as if she were in heat.

She slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.

Then, she felt a slight warmth on her red lips, as Xie gave her a light kiss.

"Surrender to me, sister. No matter what identity you once had, now you are just a woman… a woman who belongs to me."

Xie's eyes flashed with a bewitching light as he pulled Yimei up from the ground and embraced her…

In the palace, the flames of war grew fiercer, the light reflecting on Xie's face, sometimes bright, sometimes dim.

The battle was very fierce. In fact, at this point, the Empress's party had no hope at all. Even if they fought desperately and the gods disregarded sacrifices, they would only add more bones to Xie's path…

Twelve hours later, the palace fell.

Xie's footsteps finally landed on the steps before the throne. And on the throne, was a figure shrouded in light.

The Boka Clan, the Empress.

This woman, who had ruled the Boka Clan for thousands of years, was now exposed before Xie. Although there was still light maintaining her last dignity, everyone could see her end. This once supreme and powerful woman was now just a loser.

Clap clap clap…

Xie's footsteps echoed in the palace. He walked step by step to the throne, and then… knelt on one knee.

Yimei followed closely behind him, like his shadow.

"Xie…"

On the throne, the shadow of light trembled, and the Empress breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at her son kneeling at her feet, and then at Yimei behind him, her expression complex.

Once upon a time, this man had knelt respectfully before her, carrying out her will. At that time, he was very obedient and brought great satisfaction to the Empress. The Empress had watched Xie grow up bit by bit, but today, although the action was the same, Xie brought her not satisfaction, but humiliation.

"Are you trying to humiliate me?"

"Mother," Xie's voice echoed in the palace, causing ripples. "No one dares to humiliate you, your light is still sacred."

"…"

The Empress was silent for a moment, a trace of anger flashing in her eyes.

Although Xie's words sounded nice, everyone could see what he meant. He was taking revenge. Revenge for her manipulation of him in the past, and also revenge for the Boka Clan's tradition of female dominance. The more respectful he appeared now, the stronger the Empress's sense of humiliation, as if he were slapping her face.

In the past, the Empress would have had Xie dragged out long ago. The Boka people would have had a million ways to make him wish he were dead for violating the Empress's authority. But today… the Empress could only endure…

Because she was a loser.

"What do you intend to do with me, with our clan?"

The Empress said softly. She did not ask Xie to rise, and compared to these formalities, she was more concerned about the treatment of herself and all the nobles. Would the ancient ruling class of the Boka Clan be purged because of this civil war, would she disappear? The Empress believed that she was valuable, and if Xie wanted to take the throne smoothly, then her and the ancient nobles' support was crucial. In fact, as long as these ancient nobles still existed, she would have a chance to rise again.

This defeat was just hibernation.

But what she did not expect was that Xie did not answer her directly, but stood up on his own and pulled Yimei behind him into his arms.

"Yimei is already my woman," he said. He raised his head and met the Empress's eyes. "She was supposed to be your heir, but now, I have rewritten her destiny."

"What are you trying to say?" The Empress frowned slightly, Xie's performance was somewhat unexpected, making her lose control over the future. As the Empress, this feeling was very unfamiliar. It made her feel increasingly uneasy.

"What I mean is, don't waste your efforts," Xie said softly, walking up the steps step by step. At this moment, he tore off all pretense, no longer showing the respectful appearance he had before. As he walked, he said calmly. "Don't you understand? Mother, this is not a simple power grab, this is a battle of fate. It is a war that I personally directed for the future of the Boka Clan… This war needs no prisoners, and there are no prisoners."

"The Boka Clan needs a baptism of blood to regain its glory. And the decadent past must be buried."

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"This is not my idea, but a decision that our ancestors made ten thousand years ago."

"I am the executor, and also the savior."

Xie's footsteps finally stopped before the throne, looking down at the Empress slumped in the throne. After a long silence, he sighed softly.

"Your era is over."

He said, reaching his hand towards the Empress little by little.

"No!!"

At this moment, the Empress finally realized what Xie was going to do, and could no longer suppress the fear in her heart. She screamed shrilly. "You can't kill me! I am your mother! I am the Empress, the leader of the Boka Clan! You can't kill me!!"

"Xie, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it. Without me, you can't unlock the Tomb of the Gods! Your efforts will all be in vain!"

"Let me go, Xie, let me go… I'll give you whatever you want! The throne, the power, everything of the Boka Clan is yours! You've already won, why do you still want to erase my existence? It's meaningless to you! Only by leaving me will you be more valuable! I will support you, my faction will support you! You can do whatever you want… Even if you destroy this world, the Boka Clan will be your backing!!"

The Empress's voice grew sharper and more hysterical. Fear had gripped her heart. For the first time in her life, she felt death so close at hand… So she struggled, worked hard, and tried to use all her chips to change Xie's will.

Until Xie's palm rested on her forehead.

"It's over…"

Xie said, his expression calm and unwavering, as if he were looking at a stranger. "It's hard to believe that my mother would be so ugly, so disgusting."

"I am ashamed of you."

His palm exerted force, and a stream of light energy pierced the Empress's head like a sword. (To be continued…)