Move! (Part 2)

Long Ming was so furious that smoke seemed to rise from all seven orifices—an apt portrayal of him at this moment. Just as he was brimming with confidence and savoring the thrill of his side's crushing assault on Myriad Worlds, he suddenly received a report that struck him like lightning: the Eastern Border Great Rift had been breached, and large armed forces had poured into the territory of the Heavenly Dragon Empire!

Before he could even react, another report arrived: the Northern Ice Fortress had been captured, and likewise, large armed forces had flooded into the empire. Long Ming angrily moved to kill the messenger to vent his rage, only to receive news that the Western Border Defense Line had collapsed as well.

Compared to these three thunderbolt-like reports, other matters—such as large-scale riots, fires, demonstrations in the empire's major cities, and the uprising of local natives once brutally suppressed by the Heavenly Dragon Empire—seemed far less noteworthy.

Long Ming was not stupid. It was only that the "Evil Dragon Soul" had subtly influenced him over a long period, making him arrogant, impatient, hot-tempered, bloodthirsty, and cruel. The moment he thought about it, he understood that someone was behind this. And there was no need to think about who that someone was.

"Yin Kuang!!"

Long Ming let out a furious roar.

He knew that the Heavenly Dragon Empire was finished!

At this very moment, not only were those people and factions the empire had offended in the past swarming into the Heavenly Dragon Empire, but so were profit-seekers who came like locusts to plunder it. Yet he had concentrated his main forces and elites on the southern front, and even he himself had been there "watching the show." Faced with these attacking "locusts," the leaderless Heavenly Dragon Empire could not