All the beings in the square fell silent, not daring to breathe. They bowed their heads and no longer dared look toward the palace in the sky. The God King had clearly flown into a rage.
Though most of them had no idea why that mixed-blood Ancient God had died, the God King needed no reason to kill. The moment he decided someone should die, then no matter how many reasons there might be, that person deserved it.
"Your Majesty, who is this?"
A curious voice broke the silence. The speaker was a tall, burly man with rugged features, draped in a battle veil of blood qi. He sat not far from the high platform and was clearly one of the powerful beings who ruled over the Four Domains.
"She is called Yang. She is not of my Lingyang line; she is a divine being from another realm." The God King spoke lightly, then continued, "She receives no stipend from the clan, is not entered in its genealogy, and is not protected by the Divine Race. Nor must she shoulder the duties expected of its members."
The words gave the many Ancient Gods in the square something to ponder. Among the duties expected of an Ancient God was the propagation of the clan. Once they came of age, they were required to marry as soon as possible; this rule was written into the clan laws. By saying this at her coming-of-age ceremony, the God King had clearly exempted her from that obligation and had no intention of making her marry right away.
The young prodigies of the various races were all eager to make a move. The God King's words held a wealth of implications. Since Yang was not protected by the Divine Race, anyone who pursued her need not