"I think the Wind Emperor has a point. The North has far too few people this time; occupying such a vast territory is simply a waste."
"To prevent this, I propose that half of the North's territory be carved out and divided among the other three regions. Who objects? Who agrees?"
At that moment, another supreme prodigy from the South spoke with a faint smile at the corners of his lips, his eyes fixed on Dugu Feng with undisguised mockery.
The moment those words fell, the surrounding prodigies erupted into an uproar. All of them stared at Dugu Feng in disbelief, wanting to see how the North would respond.
After all, this was no different from shitting on the heads of every prodigy in the North.
If they could endure even such humiliation, then the North was truly nothing more than that.
Void Burial was the true measure of the strength of the prodigies from the Demon Domain's four great regions, and also the place that determined the rise and fall of those four regions.
In the North, the expressions of the prodigies standing behind Dugu Feng turned incomparably ugly.
Especially the supreme prodigies. Back in the Northern Demon Domain, they stood high above all others; no one who saw them dared not salute.
Yet now, they were being oppressed so openly. Who could endure such humiliation?
For a moment, everyone turned furious gazes upon Dugu Feng.
It was normal for a race or a great power to have wastrel heirs. With such an enormous population base, there would always be a few scum among them.
But none of those who could become supreme prodigies were simple. Every one of them had fought and clawed their way up through their own efforts.
Now that they had been humiliated like this,