But Li Yao did not die. He stood in place, raised his hand, and caught the punch with a single arm, not even moving an inch.
"The National Seal has been lost for twenty years, are you really still the Emperor?" From the throne behind, a woman's smiling voice was heard, "Twenty years ago, the supreme Heaven's Will already showed me that the new Emperor was born."
No one knew how the battle went on; everyone waited outside the hall. Two days and nights later, Li Yao emerged drenched in blood, holding a halberd, and threw out a large and terrifying head.
The army cheered.
It was the most straightforward and bloody change of throne, and also the birth of the new Emperor.
In the morning sunlight, Li Yao stood silently inside the hall littered with flesh, yet the ribbons of Heaven's Will bore no stain of blood, already wrapped around him.
