Magnificent and glittering, the imperial city was bathed in spiritual light and jade qi.
All kinds of furnishings were pushed to the absolute extreme of luxury.
This place was none other than the royal capital of the Tianzhu Kingdom.
However, the Tianzhu Kingdom had already become a thing of the past.
The luxury of the Tianzhu royal capital was not the slightest bit below Chang'an.
This was not because the Tianzhu Kingdom possessed greater national strength than the Great Tang, but rather because the commoners of Tianzhu suffered far more than those of the Great Tang.
The caste system of the Tianzhu Kingdom allowed ninety percent of the entire country's wealth to be concentrated in the hands of a tiny fraction of people, reaching this level by having an entire country support a single city.
A few days ago,
Wang Ming had successfully captured the Tianzhu royal capital, formally sweeping the nation of Tianzhu into the dust of history.
Seated upon the throne in the Tianzhu capital at this moment, Wang Ming felt exceptionally relaxed and comfortable.
This was because Human Dao Merit was now secure.
Previously, the system lacked the energy to drive it and could not leave the Journey to the West World, leaving Wang Ming walking on thin ice, terrified that one misstep would get him killed by someone.
Now, this unvirtuous system had finally received a replenishment of Merit Power, was no longer unvirtuous, and had become a good system.
The saints of the Journey to the West World were all in the Outer Heavens and could not return to the Three Realms.
Even the avatars of the saints within the Three Realms possessed merely the strength of Quasi-Sages.
As long as they were not saints, the system could take Wang Ming away, and even if