"Divine Envoy Kong Chen!"
The moment the cherry blossoms appeared, everyone knew who had just spoken, and they also understood why he intended to take over this battlefield!
The elders of the five great academies exchanged glances. Without any hesitation, they led their elders and disciples away. They understood that once Kong Chen made his move, this would no longer be a simple battlefield, but one entangled with the resentment of national hatred and personal vengeance.
"Zhou Yu! What are you trying to do? I'm your own uncle! You dare lay a hand on me?" a middle-aged man roared angrily into the sky.
"Zhou Yu! We all know more or less what happened to you back then. It was Zhou Hui who wanted to seize the throne and sent people to assassinate you. It had nothing to do with us! Why take your anger out on all of us and bring outsiders to destroy the Land of Fire?"
"That's right! It's not too late for you to regret this. We can let bygones be bygones. If Zhou Hui dies in this war, we will even unanimously support you as the new emperor!" said another elderly man with white hair and beard in a low voice, the implication in his words unmistakable.
The other members of the imperial clan raised no objections to the old man's suggestion. Quite a few even nodded in agreement.
At this point in the battle, Akatsuki had already gained a considerable advantage. Especially after the five great academies and the four holy lands of the demon race had completely switched sides, the Land of Fire was struggling to hold on alone. Under such circumstances, if Zhou Yu killed Zhou Hui, he could be considered to have avenged himself. Then they could support Zhou Yu as emperor