In the mortal realm, at the Eternal Life Hall of the High Heaven Court!
At the most critical moment, after a roar and a gust of wind, Zhong Shan appeared in the middle of the plaza.
Using his own body, he shielded the Great Zheng ministers and blocked every crisis threatening the High Heaven Court.
At that moment, cheers rang out from every direction of the High Heaven Court: "Long live the Sacred King! Long live the Sacred King!" The Imperial Capital erupted in celebration, the sound shaking the heavens.
On the plaza before the Eternal Life Hall, every official was weeping tears of joy. They repeatedly kowtowed to the Sacred King. At that moment, all the ministers were overwhelmed with excitement and relief. They had endured five years, and everything had been worth it. They had been right. The Sacred King had returned!
After paying their respects to Zhong Shan, the ministers fell silent and turned their resentful gazes toward the group of Great Immortals, Ancient Immortals, and Prince Qi Ming.
Zhong Shan was like the backbone of everyone present. Once that backbone arrived, there was nothing left to fear.
In the distance, the injured Minister of War, Lang Zhen, lay in a crater with his eyes wide in disbelief as he stared at Zhong Shan. Lang Zhen's mind thundered.
A feeling that the sky had collapsed arose within Lang Zhen's heart.
Zhong Shan was not dead? He really was not dead? Lang Zhen's chest heaved violently, his mind in complete chaos. The moment he saw Zhong Shan, Lang Zhen saw the future of Great Zheng. Had Great Zheng's destiny been exhausted? No. Great Zheng had truly begun to boil.
He thought of everything he had done over the years.
Rebellion! Treason! Defection to the enemy! And failure after