Chapter 804: The Fall of Daxia

The floor tiles inlaid with gold and jade and the porch with hanging bead curtains all reflect luxury and power. However, there is an indescribable desolation and sadness in this luxury.

The two walked carefully through the palace, and from time to time they could see some ghostly palace maids and eunuchs hurriedly passing by.

These figures all looked in a hurry, with unconcealed panic on their faces.

"The surrounding scenes are a bit familiar. It seems to be the scene on the eve of the fall of Great Xia..."

Yun Youzi whispered.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from the front.

The two of them turned around and saw a middle-aged man in rich clothes walking past in a hurry.

Behind him were several ministers who looked equally panicked.

"That's...Xia Yuan?"

Li Yang recognized the figure he had seen in the bronze mirror.

Yunyouzi nodded:

"That's right, it was the last emperor of Daxia..."

The two quietly followed Xia Yuan and his party and arrived in front of a magnificent palace.

Xia Yuan pushed open the palace door and strode in.

Li Yang and Yun Youzi took the opportunity to sneak into the hall and stood aside to observe.

In the hall, an old man in gorgeous robes was pacing back and forth anxiously.

Seeing Xia Yuan come in, he quickly stepped forward and saluted:

"His Majesty!"

Xia Yuan waved his hand:

"Excuse me, Imperial Master, how is the situation?"

The old man who was called the National Preceptor looked troubled:

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Golden Crow has completely lost control."

"In less than half a day, it will turn everything in my country into scorched earth... We can't stop it at all."

Xia Yuan slammed the table: "You bastard! The Golden Crow is the patron saint of my country, how could it be like this?"

The Imperial Master sighed:

"Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking frankly."

"Although the Golden Crow is the patron saint, it is not a mortal thing after all."

"Over the years, we've treated it as a totem worship, ignoring its needs, and now it has a long history of resentment, plus..."

Before he finished speaking, a bird call suddenly came from the horizon.

The bird's cry was deafening, and the whole palace trembled.

Xia Yuan and the Imperial Master's expressions suddenly changed and they rushed to the window. Li Yang and Yun Youzi followed him involuntarily.

Outside the window, a huge golden firebird was circling in the sky.

Its entire body was burning with blazing flames, and every time it flapped its wings, countless sparks fell.

Those sparks fell to the ground and instantly ignited the surrounding buildings and trees.

"Golden Crow...this is the Golden Crow..."

Li Yang murmured.

Yun Youzi nodded:

"Yes, this is the patron saint of Daxia."

"But clearly now, it's completely out of control."

Xia Yuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:

"Master, is there any way to stop it?"

The Imperial Master shook his head:

"I'm afraid... it's too late."

"Right now, the power of the Golden Crow is beyond our control unless..."

"Unless what?" Xia Yuan asked eagerly.

The Imperial Master took a deep breath and slowly took out a burning feather from his sleeve:

"Unless we can be ruthless and kill the Golden Crow..."

"However, as a god, it is essentially an immortal existence."

"To kill it, you not only need extremely powerful magic to destroy its body..."

"There also needs to be someone willing to sacrifice themselves to become the carrier of the Golden Crow Essence."

Xia Yuan was silent for a moment and suddenly said:

"I'll do it."

"His Majesty!"

The Imperial Preceptor and other ministers exclaimed.

Xia Yuan waved his hand:

"I am the emperor of Daxia and I have the responsibility to protect my people."

"I understand that Daxia has come to an end..."

"No matter how much I regret, I can't make up for it."

"In this case, this is the last thing I can do..."

The Imperial Master hesitated to speak, and finally could only sigh:

"Then...we must prepare the ceremony immediately. Time is running out."

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the hall.

A guard ran in in a panic:

"Your Majesty! Oh no! The Golden Crow has begun to attack the palace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire palace shook violently again.

Li Yang and Yun Youzi looked at each other and saw a somewhat complicated look in each other's eyes.

Xia Yuan gritted his teeth:

"It's too late... We must begin the ritual immediately!"

The Imperial Master nodded:

"Then stay here."

"I will form a formation immediately. Your Majesty, please stand in the center of the hall!"

Xia Yuan followed the instructions of the Imperial Master and stood in the center of the hall.

The Imperial Master began to draw complex runes on the ground.

Other ministers also took action, some lit incense burners, and some placed magical instruments.

This is an extremely complicated and professional process, let alone Li Yang.

Even Yun Youzi, who is well-informed, has never seen such complicated ritual steps.

Daxia Kingdom obviously had quite a lot of achievements in theological research.

During the whole process, Li Yang and Yun Youzi stood aside and observed silently.

Although they knew this was just an image from the past, they were still deeply attracted by the scene in front of them.

After the imperial master finished drawing the runes, he stood up and said to Xia Yuan:

"Your Majesty, the ceremony is about to begin."

"Are you... ready?"

Xia Yuan took a deep breath and nodded:

"It's over now, no need to say more."

The Imperial Master said solemnly:

"Then please close your eyes and concentrate."

"Next, you may feel unprecedented pain."

"But remember, you are trying to save the Great Xia Kingdom and all its people."

Xia Yuan closed his eyes.

The Imperial Master began to chant the ancient spell, and the other ministers followed suit.

As the spell sounded, the runes on the ground began to emit a faint light.

Suddenly, a golden light fell from the sky, directly penetrated the roof of the palace, and enveloped Xia Yuan.

Xia Yuan let out a painful cry, and the whole person was wrapped in golden light and slowly floated up.

At the same time, the Golden Crow outside seemed to feel something and let out an angry cry.

It swooped down to the palace, trying to stop the ceremony.

But it was too late.

As the last syllable of the Imperial Master fell, a powerful force burst out from Xia Yuan's body.

The golden light turned into countless fine golden threads, instantly penetrating the palace and rushing straight into the sky.

The Golden Crow was entangled by the golden threads and let out a painful hiss.

It struggled desperately, but the more it struggled, the tighter it was entangled.

Until finally, the Golden Crow's figure began to fall apart.

Its body was shattered, and its turbid essence was also stripped away.

Its image began to blur, and finally turned into a ball of golden light and was sucked into Xia Yuan's body.

The whole process lasted less than a minute, but to everyone present, it seemed like a century.

When everything calmed down, Xia Yuan slowly landed.

He opened his eyes, his eyes full of fatigue and sadness.

"Did it succeed?"

He asked weakly.

The Imperial Master nodded:

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"The Golden Crow has been sealed in your body, but..."

"The damage it caused is still irreparable."

"No matter what, this is the end of Daxia..."

Xia Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled:

"It is difficult to defy fate..."

He turned to the other ministers:

"My dear ministers, it's up to you now..."

"Although Daxia is dead, you can still lead our people to rebuild their homes."

The ministers knelt down one after another, tears streaming down their faces:

"We...will do our best!"