218 War Mana
Translator: 549690339
When Gu Yang and the Dao Sect's master Wen Jue arrived at Chengtian Palace, they didn't alarm anyone and entered the Great Hall directly.
They arrived just in time to see the Empress slit her own throat with a jade hairpin, blood splattering across the Great Hall.
"Why did she commit suicide?"
Upon seeing this, Gu Yang was stunned.
From another perspective, he could clearly "see" that her life was rapidly fading away, and in a blink of an eye, she had turned into a corpse.
The Empress is indeed dead?
He found it hard to believe that the mysterious Empress, who always had the last laugh in all his previous simulations, had died so easily.
...
"No——"
Zhao Yi's head buzzed, his eyes nearly bursting out of their sockets. He reached out to stop her, but it was already too late.
All he held was a dead body.
The ministers in the Great Hall were all shocked to the extreme point, as if in a dream.