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The Empress's light shield shattered…

This radiant shield, which had protected her for millennia and symbolized the majesty and glory of the imperial power, was pierced and destroyed by Xie's hand, revealing the mostly crystallized body beneath. There was a large hole in the body's forehead, from which a swaying orb of light was detaching, struggling to fly out of the palace.

"Don't bother struggling."

Xie looked up and, expressionlessly, grabbed the orb of light in his palm. The orb struggled desperately, but could not escape Xie's grasp.

"The light spirit collector here has already been destroyed by me, so you will not be resurrected again," Xie said coldly, gazing at the orb of light in his hand.

This was the Empress's light spirit, an energy body carrying her memories and soul. As long as she could return to the Pool of Light, she could be reborn. Unfortunately, Xie had anticipated this and destroyed the light spirit collector beforehand. Without this channel, the Empress could never return to the Pool of Light.

For Xie, this was like eliminating the mother who conceived and split him, turning her into just another memory.

"You rebellious son, you have violated the rules of our ancestors! You will be cursed!" Inside the orb of light, a woman's face twisted as she screamed, her eyes filled with despair and fear.

The Empress was truly afraid. If she had held a glimmer of hope just moments ago—hope that Xie would not kill her, hope that the rules of civil war established by their ancestors would protect her—at this moment, with her light spirit in Xie's grasp, the Empress suddenly felt utterly insecure.

This handsome, outstanding son had become the one who controlled her life and death.

"Rules can be changed, especially when I'm involved," Xie replied, then twisted the Empress's light spirit, making her look at her own corpse.

"Look at it, Mother. Look at what you've become. Completely solidified into crystal, seeking eternal life. What exactly are you doing, what are you thinking? Is there anyone more hideous than you? You've fixed yourself to this throne, relying on the Boca clan's sustenance to maintain it. Where is your body in all of this? It's clearly a prison!"

"The aging and ending of life are part of the universe. To escape all this requires an elevation of life's level, which requires constant evolution. That's why we exist, why there are countless strong individuals embarking on the path of evolution. But what about you, esteemed Mother? You have no strength, no ambition, and no insights. Power has intoxicated you, wealth has corrupted you. What difference is there between you and a lowly insect? Your once-beautiful exterior has aged, yet you use the power of the Dawn Throne to maintain it, to maintain your insignificant life."

"Pursuing eternal life?" The corners of Xie's mouth curved slightly, undisguised contempt on his face. "What a joke. You remind me of an ant waving its claws, proclaiming itself the king of the world."

"Everything you have comes from the Boca clan. Now, it's time to return it to the clan."

"No! You can't do this!" the Empress screamed. "Without me, you cannot open the God's Tomb. Without me, you cannot gain the support of the clan. Believe me, Xie, I am useful to you. I can help you even more!"

"I am just a failure. I am willing to pay the price, and have you forgotten the rules set by our ancestors? No matter what, civil war is our internal competition. We must preserve the light spirit of every Boca person. This is our foundation."

The Empress cried out urgently, hoping to move Xie, but she received only Xie's cold gaze.

"Mother, look at your weakness and powerlessness. Look at your insignificance and ugliness."

"Rules… the will of the ancestors. Do you really understand them? Indeed, our ancestors established a method of competition, but you've forgotten that all of this is based on making our clan stronger and more powerful. As long as it aligns with this goal, then any change is acceptable."

"Just like now…"

Xie turned around, threw the Empress's bones off the throne, and then sat down himself.

In an instant, he felt his thoughts expand unprecedentedly, connecting with every inch of the Dawn Throne's light energy nodes. His thoughts became the Dawn Throne's thoughts, even the thoughts of the entire Boca clan. That incredibly powerful, omnipotent feeling made him feel like a god.

"It is this feeling that has intoxicated you, that has decayed you," Xie said coldly, looking at the Empress's light spirit in his hand. "But now, it will submit to me, serve me."

"Impossible!" the Empress cried. "Without my approval, you will never be accepted by the throne!"

"That's just wishful thinking on your part," Xie sneered, opening up his thoughts. Immediately, the entire palace shook. Within the main hall, all physical entities began to glow and etherealize, appearing as countless woven lines. Looking out, the entire world seemed to transform from reality into energy. If someone were watching from the outside, they would see that this magnificent and enormous palace was gradually etherealizing, gradually releasing…

This was the true face of the Dawn Throne: an energy aggregate constructed entirely from Boca clan light energy!

It gathered the entire Boca clan's light energy network, the essence of a top-tier civilization in the universe. Mastering this place meant mastering the entire Boca clan. In the past, only the Empress had this power, but now, Xie had it too.

The Empress was completely stunned. She couldn't imagine how the power that only she possessed could suddenly transfer to Xie. It didn't conform to the rules!

Could it be that the Pool of Light had recognized Xie's will, acknowledging him as the Boca clan's emperor?

How was this possible?

The Empress couldn't understand, but Xie remained incredibly calm, as if the transfer of imperial power was something he had long taken for granted.

Looking at the Empress's stunned face in the light spirit, he said calmly.

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"Mother, power is not the foundation for enjoyment, but an obligation. It's a pity you didn't realize this, but now it seems you will never need to."

"Yimei."

"Here, my Emperor."

The eldest princess, Yimei, gracefully walked before the throne and knelt on one knee, offering Xie the imperial salute. The Empress watched this scene in anger, but could no longer stop it.

Xie glanced at the Empress and said to Yimei, "Go, lead your Temple Knights to destroy all the conservative nobles. Since they can no longer keep up with the times, they should be eliminated by the times. I think this should be no problem for you, who possess all the lists."

"I…" Yimei lowered her head, and after a moment, she answered decisively, "As you wish, my Emperor!"

With that, she stood up and walked out of the hall.

This was Xie's test for her, and also the proof that she, as the former Empress's heir, had to make, proving that she had completely submitted to Xie and recognized his position.

The Boca clan's Empress tradition ended from this moment on…

"No!!"

Behind Yimei, the old Empress's scream echoed, along with the sound of the light spirit shattering. (To be continued…)