Red Crown Sacred Hall. Imperial Palace.
Inside a grand hall, the Red Crown Sacred King sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, regulating his breathing. His left arm ended abruptly at the shoulder, with no left hand. Suddenly, red light blazed from the arm. At a speed visible to the naked eye, flesh began to grow, more and more of it, until gradually the lost left hand had completely regenerated.
The Red Crown Sacred King opened both eyes and examined his left hand with immense satisfaction. But when he thought of the Land of Extreme North that day, his brows rose again.
The Eight Extremes Heavenly Tail would explode? Who could have imagined it would be so terrifying? All the Ancestral Immortals had been blasted until they were missing limbs, then teleported into the starry sky by the grand formation. If he had not possessed a Secret Method, he would already have died in that formation like the others.
"How vicious of Zhong Shan!" the Red Crown Sacred King said with a sinister expression.
Of course, people viewed things differently from different angles. Was Zhong Shan vicious? The Red Crown Sacred King himself should have thought about it. If he had not intended to kill Zhong Shan, how could he have brought such a calamity upon himself?
He rose and pulled open the doors.
"Bang!"
The doors swung wide. Outside the hall, however, a great number of ministers were waiting, as though all the ministers of the Red Crown Sacred Hall had hurried over.
"Father, you've recovered?" the Red Crown Crown Prince immediately stepped forward.
"My son is thoughtful. Your father's injuries have completely recovered!" The Red Crown Sacred King nodded.
"Sacred King, a grave matter has arisen!" an elderly minister immediately cried out.
"Prime Minister Ma, making such a panicked