"Proceed on our side. The approval will arrive in due time," the God-Weeping Sovereign said.
"Inform our geniuses that they may use any means necessary."
The reporting figure remained silent for a brief moment, heart pounding, before bowing deeply and retreating from the palace.
Silence followed.
The vast hall slowly darkened, shadows swallowing pillars and walls alike.
"Soon…" the God-Weeping Sovereign murmured, his voice echoing faintly through the void.
"The one you have chosen will meet their end once more."
"But it is a pity," he continued softly, almost regretfully, "that they cannot die by my hands."
The palace sank into complete darkness.
Only the countless golden skulls upon the throne continued to shine.
Their cold, divine light illuminating the man who made the gods weep.
***
The next day, Yu Xuan sent a message to Baozi explaining his absence, he would be entering a new gate.
