Since the main competition began, the six supreme beings had watched in silence, save for the one time Yu Xi had asked about the outcome of Chongxuan Zun and Dou Zhao's match. Their aspects had descended upon River Viewing Terrace out of tradition, but also to make a statement.
From their lofty positions as supreme beings, they watched the prodigies compete. They were there only as spectators and would never interfere in the main competition.
Only now did the Jing Emperor speak first.
Among the six supreme beings watching, the Jing Emperor certainly had reason to be angry.
Zhuang was a Dao-Subordinate state, and in name, he ruled over it.
Jing's own Inner Palace prodigy had died beyond the Gate of Ten Thousand Demons, supposedly after withdrawing from the competition.
The Inner Palace prodigy of Sheng, the first Dao-Subordinate state, had been eliminated early through Lin Zhengren's painstakingly plotted scheme in Zhuang.
In other words, among all the states in the Dao-Subordinate line, only Zhuang still had a competitor in the Inner Palace Arena.
And now Lin Zhengren was forfeiting without even stepping onto the platform?
Where did that leave the dignity of the entire Dao-Subordinate line?
If that had been the extent of it, the Jing Emperor might not have spoken.
Great and exalted as he was, he naturally possessed the breadth of heart to embrace the world. A mere matter at the Inner Palace level should, in theory, have mattered little.
But what kind of occasion was the Yellow River Assembly?
It was a contest among the prodigies of the various states. By tradition, it was also a chance for the Human Race to display its might at River Viewing Terrace.
From ancient times to the present, Human Race prodigies had displayed their wisdom, courage, and promise here,