The blazing sun rose in the east, spilling golden light across the land.
Outside Tai Xuan Gate, all eyes were fixed on the scene.
After Li Fei declared that he would take on seven opponents alone, the scene fell silent for a moment before erupting!
Most of the commoners watching did not understand what a duke from the Western Continent represented. They only knew that their own Marquis was going to fight seven against one. Just hearing that was invigorating, so they applauded and cheered loudly.
As for the civil and military officials on the viewing platform, most were astonished. Some officials who advocated peace immediately realized—
Li Fei was deliberately building momentum for the Northern Expedition!
In truth, the peace faction was not made up entirely of cowards afraid of death.
Setting aside Ye Ze'an's influence, some officials supported peace because they lacked confidence. They feared that the Great Blue Dynasty could not win this battle, and that the nation's excessive aggression would lead to its ruin, which was why they advocated negotiations.
Li Fei was giving these people confidence!
"You want to fight the seven of us alone?"
On the viewing platform, Zeke could no longer maintain his graceful composure. He glared angrily at Li Fei, feeling that he had suffered immense humiliation!
Behind him, the other six dukes were just as furious.
However, none of them acted rashly and charged into battle simply because Li Fei had provoked them.
Seven against one—winning would still be humiliating!
Whoosh—
The air split apart as turbulent currents formed a white streak.
Zeke's figure flickered and vanished from the viewing platform, appearing above the square.
He stood in midair. In the void behind him seemed to lurk a colossal beast, its form appearing and disappearing as it radiated a scorching aura,