"Let us together pay our respects to the new emperor of Lingxiao City, Lord Xuan Tong!"
Prince Mu spoke with a solemn expression, meticulous and composed. His sonorous voice echoed throughout the Golden Hall.
Among the seven princes, Prince Yuan said in a low voice, "It really is him!"
Quite a few ministers had already heard of Xuan Tong's name, and their hearts trembled. It really is him!
Prince Xuan flew into a rage. "Nonsense! Prince Mu, what are you up to? Where is Emperor Ling?"
"Emperor Ling is sitting on the dragon throne, Prince Xuan. Can't you see him?" Prince Mu said coldly. "Oh, you mean that old eunuch? Lord Xuan Tong already killed him."
"What? Emperor Ling is dead?" Prince Xuan said, dumbfounded. "Impossible! How capable was Lord Emperor Ling? How could he have been killed by this young man?"
Prince Mu gave a cold laugh. "Prince Xuan, you have stayed in Lingxiao City enjoying yourself for far too long. You no longer know how the situation in the Celestial God Tomb has changed. If you continue to be so blind, then even if you do not die on a woman's belly, you will die at someone else's hands."
Prince Hai said in a low voice, "Prince Xuan, I advise you not to anger Lord Xuan Tong. Otherwise, you will die miserably. The old Emperor Ling is already dead. According to the rules of our Lingxiao City, whoever has the ability may become the new emperor of Lingxiao City!"
"If you doubt Lord Xuan Tong's strength, you can challenge him face-to-face!"
"If you can defeat Lord Xuan Tong, we will be willing to acknowledge you as our king!"
Prince Hai did not lower his voice, proclaiming the words aloud.
Those words—"If you can defeat Lord Xuan Tong, we