""Ding! The Wheel of Fate is about to be set in motion!""
The system notification sounded in Qin Jun's mind, like an alarm bell, turning his complexion unnatural.
He scanned the crowd below, his gaze sweeping over every face, his expression complex, causing everyone's hearts to inexplicably tremble.
"Remember, you must survive, live until my reappearance!"
Qin Jun said with a grave tone, how many can survive through countless eons?
"We will definitely live to wait for Your Majesty!"
The people shouted in unison, and Huo Qubing, along with the twelve Holy Generals, knelt and did not rise.
Ji Haoye clenched his fists with gritted teeth, filled with unwillingness in his heart.
They dared not imagine what would become of the Heavenly Emperor's Palace after Qin Jun's departure.
Qin Jun was their pillar of strength; without him, their minds would not remain settled.
Cundi looked at Qin Jun, his gaze flickering, pondering something unknown.
