Three years later, inside Heaven's Gift Manor.
"Are the various heavenly courts surrounding the Great Zheng World still unwilling to send troops?" the Third Prince asked blandly.
At that moment, the Third Prince seemed to have grown tremendously in an instant. He was no longer as impetuous as he had been a few years ago.
"Yes! I can't understand why. Why are they unwilling to join forces to destroy the scourge that is Great Zheng?" an official said worriedly.
"They can't destroy it. Besides, these heavenly courts may have already been infiltrated by Great Zheng. There may be no war on the outside, but a hidden battle could have begun long ago on the inside!" A bitter smile appeared on the Third Prince's face.
"Third Prince, what should we do now? Great Zheng has already seized nearly half of the southern territory. If this continues, we will undoubtedly lose. Should we request reinforcements from the Imperial Capital?"
"No need. At this point, requesting reinforcements is meaningless. Tomorrow, I will head north with two Ancient Immortals from the Martial Arts Hall and go straight to Great Zheng's main Imperial Capital. The three of us Ancient Immortals will completely destroy Chang Capital!" The Third Prince's tone turned cold.
In a war between fortune dynasties, no one would engage in such a showdown between kings unless absolutely forced to. Failing to gather the opponent's fortune was one reason, but more importantly, it announced to the world that this king possessed only the valor of a common brute and was unfit to command the world. Talented people sought out enlightened rulers to serve—who would throw in their lot with a mere brute?
But now, they had truly reached the point of no return. At this moment, the Third Prince could no longer worry about