"Imperial Dao Law"—he wanted to seize the throne!
Having reached that conclusion, Hudson was startled. But there were all kinds of powers in the extraordinary world; someone cultivating the Imperial Dao Law was hardly strange.
As the ruler of a nation, one had to spend vast amounts of time handling state affairs every day, leaving little time for cultivation. Other than the Imperial Dao Law, it was difficult to achieve much through any other path.
Looking across the history of the Aslant Continent, emperors who had reached the Holy Domain were few enough to count on one hand.
This founding ruler before him had not only entered the Holy Domain, but had also traveled a long way down that path. At the very least, he was stronger than the other two ancient fossils Hudson had met before.
After enjoying rapid advancement while sitting on the throne, then crawling along overseas for three hundred years, it was no wonder he could no longer hold himself back.
Yet the throne had always passed down through descendants. For a founding ancestor to compete with his descendants for the position—if word got out, he would become the laughingstock of the entire continent.
More importantly, the founding ruler had been gone from the kingdom for over three hundred years. His prestige had long become an empty name. To reclaim the throne, he would still need support from all sides.
If Hudson's guess was correct, Alpha I's disregard for his status as he meddled in court affairs was a test of all parties.
At that thought, Hudson looked at Caesar IV with sympathy. This unlucky kid was truly miserable. He had thought his ancestor's return would strengthen Royal Authority, only to unknowingly invite a wolf into the house.
If he learned the truth, Caesar IV would