Without Relying on the Holy Spirit Cult, We Have No Chance of Victory

Seeing that Zhongli Wu had made his position so clear, the ministers no longer dared say anything, especially the leader of the Attack Faction.

The reason he had dared to make such a guarantee this time was that he wanted to rely on the Holy Spirit Cult's Level Ten Soul Tool, the Death God Tower.

Without the aid of this tower, there was absolutely no way they could restrain Jiang Yuheng on their own.

Secondly, that boy's prestige was simply too great.

Even though he had been expelled from the Empire, as long as the Empire could not find anyone to replace him, he remained, in the eyes of every Soul Engineer, the one and only absolute pinnacle who could ascend to the rank of Level 10 Soul Engineer.

Unlike the Douluo Continent, the Sun Moon Empire was a place that placed absolute emphasis on strength. Although the hierarchy among Soul Engineers was extremely complicated,

as long as you could reach that position, you would receive unquestioning support. They respected the strong, respected talent, and respected monsters like Jiang Yuheng, who, although unconventional, appeared only once in a century.

What was more, his strength was beyond doubt, and no one could shake his position.

The meeting ended hastily in an extremely unpleasant atmosphere. As soon as he left the court, he hurried to the residence where Kong Deming lived.

"Commander, are you really planning to be a silent lamb? Are you not going to say a word?"

Kong Deming was pruning the money tree before him. He had even put on a pair of reading glasses for the task, looking entirely like someone who wanted nothing to do with the matter.

"What do you think I should do?" Kong Deming smiled, then asked in return.

"Of course, support me in