I alone am the Honoured One!

The grand throne room of the Jade Imperial Palace had descended into a scene of absolute carnage.

The walls, adorned with ancient murals of the Jade Dynasty's legendary conquests, were now splattered with fresh blood.

The once-pristine pillars, were cracked and scorched, the lingering scent of smoke and burning flesh filling the air.

The bodies of royal guards and the elders who were loyal to the very end, lay scattered across the jade floors with their weapons still clutched in stiffened fingers.

Some were cut clean in half, others impald through the chest.

Pools of darkening blood seeped into the tiles.

But none of this was as horrifying as the body that lay at the center of it all.

The corpse of the Jade Emperor.

His head had been removed from his body and the decapitated head sat embedded in the marble floor with a deep crater surrounding it, as if the very impact of its placement had cracked the palace foundation itself.

His torso, still clothed in the imperial robes of jade green and silver embroidery, was impaled by a massive crimson spear, pinning him upright to the golden thron..

A king, seated in death but stripped of all dignity.

Zhou Hanyue stood frozen, her entire body trembling as if the very air had become too heavy to bear.

Her lips parted, but only a single word escaped...

"Father…?"

Lan Shuqin who was standing behind her, closed her mouth in shock and lowered her head, unable to bear such a grotesque scene.

They are not alone in the room.

The throne room is filled with vampires and among them, there were also some high ranking vampires.

And behind him, lined against the golden walls, stood three princes and two princesses of the royal family... the Emperor's remaining children, the nobles of the dynasty.

Yeah, they are her siblings.

But they were not standing by choice.

Each of them was being held in place by the firm grip of vampire warriors, their blades resting just beneath their throats, ready to spill royal blood at a moment's command.
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Some were trembling, paralyzed with fear.

Others were trying to muster what little dignity they had left, keeping their heads high despite the hopelessness of their situation.

There is also the Jade Empress who was held on her throat as tears streamed down her cheeks seeing the corpse of her husband.

But what confused Zhou Hanyue was that even though she and Lan Shuqin are standing there, none of these vampires are attacking her.

They are all looking at her... but no one is saying anything or making any move.

'Do they think I am weak...'

Even though she was cursed, that doesn't affect her talent in cultivation.

She is in the third level of the Eternal Paragon Stage.

But more than that... her gaze flickered to the headless corpse sitting on the throne.

She knows how powerful her father is, even though he is not on Yao Jing's level... he is still the strongest in the Dynasty.

For him to fall like this...

"Hoh? Is the cursed princess already here?"

Hearing a voice, she turned her head and looked at the tall, handsome middle-aged man walking through into the throne hall.

He had long black hair and deep crimson eyes and his robes, a deep shade of midnight crimson, were embroidered with intricate symbols, signifying his status as a ruler among vampires.

He was followed by some more vampire elites.

There was another bulky man beside him who seemed to be his right hand man.

A green glint passed through Zhou Hanyue's eyes and wind energy spiraled around her body, condensing into sharp cleaving lines.

Beside her, Lan Shuqin's aura flared, arcs of blue lightning snapping around her body and her grip tightened around the twin daggers at her waist.

Even though the situation was beyond dire, she wasn't about to die quietly.

The man had an indifferent face as he spoke "You don't have to be so tense. You should know that resistance is futile..."

Zhou Hanyue's eyes narrowed but in the next instant, a horrifying pressure engulfed her body.

"Guh..." She gasped in shock , her eyes trembling in pain.

It wasn't just her.

Lan Shuqin, who had been prepared to strike, suddenly froze, her hands trembling as she struggled against the suffocating force. "Lady Hanyue..."

The man raised his hand and muttered "Kaelith, don't hurt her."

The right-hand man of the Blood Sovereign nodded his head and lowered his pressure.

As the pressure disappeared, the man spoke "Forgive him for his impudence."

"I am Rhadamanth Di Gardia, current Patriarch of the vampiric star. Its nice to meet you."

Huh? Zhou Hanyue was startled to see him talking to her casually.

Why are her siblings and mothers at sword point while she seems casual towards her?

What is happening?

Looking at her, Rhadamanth spoke in an indifferent tone "Don't worry, we have received a request to not hurt the princess Zhou hanyue."

Zhou Hanyue's eyes narrowed 'Requested? Buy whom?'

Before she could speak, Rhadamanth simply lifted his hand once more, gesturing toward a woman standing in the shadows.

"Go and clean the throne for the new Emperor."

The woman nodded silently and strode toward the throne, her footsteps echoing through the deathly silent hall.

Reaching the throne, she grabbed the dead corpse of the Jade Emperor and pulled it up, throwing it away.

*thud* The headless corpse rolled on the floor and reached the Jade Empress' feet.

Looking at this, she screamed, her body thrashing in the vampire's grip as her eyes overflowed with grief.

"Dear!"

The prince and princesses just lowered their gazes.

The Jade Empress gritted her teeth and glanced at Zhou Hanyue "Hanyue.. look at this, look at your father!"

"Because of you... Because of your curse, your father is also dead. HOW MANY LIVES ARE YOU GOING TO TAKE LIKE THIS?"

Zhou Hanyue's eyes trembled and she lowered her gaze as she realized her curse had taken the life of another one.

Rhadamanth just had an indifferent face looking at their emotional breakdown.

'It's so pathetic that they believe something like that she is cursed...'

At this time, another set of footsteps was heard and everyone turned their gaze to the door.

A middle-aged man with black hair casually entered the room and he had a big smile on his face.

Looking at the man, it finally made sense to Zhou Hanyue...

"Its been a while, Hanyue..."

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