"The transformation of the sea into mulberry fields is but a moment!"
In the Daming Palace of Chang'an, the elderly and frail Empress Wu Zetian lay on her bed, unable to move.
However, there was no trace of attachment in her eyes as she spoke these words to the people around her.
After speaking, Wu Zetian, who had ruled Great Zhou for fifteen years, passed away.
"Daoism will finally have its day!"
"Hahaha, that old woman has finally been taken by Heaven!"
"The rise and fall of the world, how can it all depend on one woman."
"From today onwards, I shall continue to uphold the teachings of Daoism!"
"Alas, the conflict between Buddhism and Daoism will arise again."
"Arise for what? With the Holy Monk around, there is no place for Daoism."
Within the State of Great Tang, opinions varied, but those Daoists originally from Daoism were quite pleased.
Having just changed emperors, Wang Yang naturally heard these remarks and couldn't help but sigh.