In a single night, the flames of war spread across the Nine Prefectures. Even Shen Yi had not expected the Great Zhou Dynasty's rebellion to erupt with such ferocity.
Millions of mortals rose in revolt. Within one night, war had swept through the entire dynasty. Aside from the prefecture where Luocheng was located, every other prefecture had fallen into the flames of war.
"Your Majesty, of the dynasty's Thirteen Prefectures, nine have now fallen. Only Holy State has yet to be touched by the flames of war!"
In the imperial court, Zhou Chen burned with rage. He had sat on the throne for less than two years, yet this had happened. The words with which he had once compared himself to the wise rulers of old now seemed pale and powerless—even laughable.
"How could a million mortals dare stir up chaos within an Immortal Dynasty? Investigate! Investigate thoroughly! Find the force behind this conspiracy to overthrow the imperial family!"
Zhou Chen shouted sharply. His expression grew somewhat twisted, yet he did not appear flustered. He still held many trump cards in his hand. Aside from the imperial family's old ancestor, there were also many immortal sect forces they had fostered. Before cultivators, these mere mortals who seemed like a raging torrent were nothing worth mentioning.
His first thought was Shen Yi and the Supreme Hall. Half a month ago, Shen Yi had gone to the Qianyuan Dynasty and held secret talks with Jiang Haohan. Soon afterward, unrest broke out within the dynasty. It was difficult for Zhou Chen not to suspect that Shen Yi and the Qianyuan Dynasty were secretly fanning the flames behind it all.
"Zhou Kun, I order you to lead five thousand Feathered Immortal Army soldiers and depart at once to destroy the Supreme Hall!"
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