Jiang Heliu had openly defied the Imperial Court, and everyone's eyes immediately turned to Gu Donglai.
This Military Governor of Jiangnan Circuit had always been renowned for his iron-fisted ways.
Back when he had guarded the northern grasslands, a squad under his command had been ambushed and slaughtered by cavalrymen of the Golden Tent Khanate. He had personally led his army deep into the grasslands to exact revenge, wiping out an entire hundred-man Archer squad of the Golden Tent Khanate. Only then had he considered the matter settled.
A smile appeared on Gu Donglai's face, wild and brazen. Yet everyone could feel that he was furious—absolutely furious!
"The master of Benevolence and Righteousness Manor? Heh. What do you mean by that? You're benevolent, so my Great Zhou Dynasty must be dark and corrupt?"
As the final question left his lips, Gu Donglai's blood qi surged into the sky, shaking the land for a hundred miles. His aura sent chills through every martial artist present. He truly seemed like a demon god!
Jiang Heliu sneered and shot back, "If the Great Zhou Dynasty isn't dark and corrupt, then who is?"
As soon as he spoke, Jiang Heliu rose and strode toward the platform. His aura began to change. He was no longer at the Divine Palace Realm, but the Primordial Spirit Realm!
Everyone stared, stunned and unable to react. Hadn't Jiang Heliu been so badly injured that he would never break through to the Primordial Spirit Realm in this life? What was going on now?
Standing in the center of the platform, Jiang Heliu declared, "The Great Zhou Dynasty has held sway over the Central Plains for barely more than twenty years, but look at what it has done to the entire Martial Arts World of the Central Plains in that