As time passed, several months flew by.
After Ji Chang returned to Xi Qi, he looked much more haggard. He would wake from nightmares from time to time, muttering incoherently. Even Jiang Ziya's Jade Pure Dao Method could do nothing to help him recover.
Bo Yikao had died a horrific death, and Ji Fa was imprisoned in Chaoge.
San Yisheng had been lucky enough to survive, but he also hated Di Xin deeply. He secretly conspired with Jiang Ziya and the others, and they eventually settled on a plan for Ji Chang to proclaim himself king.
Over the past few months, a palace had quickly been built.
Ji Chang had tacitly approved. Di Xin was his mortal enemy. Only by toppling Great Shang and becoming the Co-Lord of the Human Race could he ease the hatred in his heart.
Inside the palace, at court.
Immortal Music filled the air, Dao Sounds lingered, and the fragrance of countless flowers wafted through the halls. Miraculous visions appeared overhead, and all the people of Xi Qi were brimming with excitement.
Di Xin's tyranny had long since worn away the people of Xi Qi's loyalty to Great Shang.
Moreover, after Jiang Ziya and the others had worked to sway them, all of Xi Qi now regarded Great Shang and Di Xin as their mortal enemies.
Ji Chang sat upon the throne in a purple-black robe embroidered with a five-clawed Divine Dragon. It looked so lifelike it seemed ready to leap from the cloth.
When the Human Race first came into being, it had received the Dragon Clan's protection. Thus, Divine Dragons had become symbols of the Human King and power, and only the Co-Lord of the Human Race could wear a dragon robe.
But today, Ji Chang was about to rebel and proclaim himself