Kong Ji was panicking, his mind a jumbled mess of wild thoughts. He had gone out and returned home, only to find the situation collapsing to a horrifying degree. He wouldn't even have dared imagine it in a dream.
Fairly speaking, with Kong Ji's divine abilities and skill, anything Lu Bei could do, he could do as well.
Apart from Liu Xian's Star Dou Formation, which would require quite a few tricks and expose the Immortal Body artifact, fighting would not be as effortless as it was for the Star Lord—but the result would be the same.
Yet Kong Ji had never thought this way, much less put it into practice.
There was no need. Only a madman would tie himself to a stake and charge into battle for the Gu Diao Clan, thoroughly offending the Xiangliu Clan.
When he had the Monster Emperor Painting, he wouldn't do it. Now that the Monster Emperor Painting was gone, he was even less willing.
His plan was to sit back and wait for the current Monster Emperor to abdicate, then watch the Eight Kings erupt into internal strife over the position of the new Monster Emperor. He would wait for the best offer and choose a powerful new big brother for himself.
What, replace one of the royal clans and push the Peacock Clan to the top?
He certainly wanted to, but there were only two peacocks in the Myriad Monster Kingdom. Put nicely, they were the Peacock Clan. Put realistically, they were a father and son.
The world belonged to those with influence. Kong Ji's greatest possible achievement was to control one of the Eight Kings, install a puppet Monster Emperor, and become the master behind the scenes of the Myriad Monster Kingdom.
That was his ultimate ambition. Before then, he