The holy radiance of the heavens descended.
It hung down from the nine heavens, falling upon this golden desert. The Dao Court's gaze had already settled upon this sacrificial ground.
At the center of the Heaven-Sacrificing Platform stood the founding sovereign of the Great Tu Dynasty, King Tu.
With King Tu at the center, civil officials, military generals, renowned kings, and high ministers stood in formation. Below them were generals of every rank, civil officials of every kind, down to junior officers, camp officers, squad leaders, and company leaders. All of them knelt here. Hundreds of millions of elite soldiers and fierce generals who had founded the nation were all gathered here.
Not a single person was exempt.
Whether they had defected to King Zheng or followed King Tu from beginning to end, all met the same fate, without the slightest difference.
"Haha!"
"Hahahaha..."
Tu Sanyi was suppressed by an inexplicable force, utterly unable to move. Suicide was a luxury beyond reach.
He swept his gaze around, especially over the many civil officials, fierce generals, dukes, marquises, and earls who had betrayed him, then suddenly burst into wild laughter. "You worthless fools, traitorous ministers—I thought that after betraying me, you would at least scrape together some benefits."
"Who would have thought? Exactly the same."
"Exactly the same, exactly the same... Hahahahaha... Haha..."
Tu Sanyi laughed madly.
His laughter shook the surrounding lands, instantly jolting awake many princes and nobles whose faces had been full of devotion. They looked around, looked at themselves kneeling on the ground, unable to move as though bound, and could not help shuddering in horror.
"Mountain God!"
"You clearly said this general could be pardoned, that I could enjoy wealth and honor!"
A second-rank military general roared madly.
"This prime minister is a devout Believer!"
"This