"How did this happen? How did this happen?" Within the Great Light God Palace, the Light King flew into a rage. "Why? Huh? What in the world is going on? Has this king lost his virtue? Huh? Why did something like this happen the moment I took the throne?"
The captain of the guard floated silently at the side, without saying a word.
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
Those Ferocious Beasts were detestable! Of all times to rebel, why did they have to make their move now?!
Gandonggon was detestable too! Why had that old bastard brought such news?!
The Light King vented his fury meaninglessly. Only after his emotions eased somewhat did the captain of the guard say, "Your Highness, the most urgent matter now is organizing our defenses."
The Ferocious Beasts that had beaten Mingwen Hou into that state had to be terrifyingly powerful, or else there had to be a great many of them [they did not know that the old man had nearly lost his soul because he had insisted on using his Nascent Soul to cover a strand of Heavenly Sword Qi].
And Ferocious Beasts like these were no different from a natural disaster to the Ming Clan.
"Yes... defenses! Defenses!" the Light King said irritably. "I'll lift the restrictions and summon the Judgment Hall! And the Zheming Society! Don't those two factions usually make enough of a racket? Make them step up now!"
The captain of the guard let out an almost imperceptible sigh.
—At a time like this, His Highness was still thinking of weakening the other Ming factions...
A natural disaster involving multiple Ferocious Beasts... that was a natural disaster involving multiple Ferocious Beasts! At a time like this, he had to make his own Ming Clan visibly take the lead