Southern Continent Split Apart, the Great Sun Rises

Within an inconspicuous side hall of Jianyang Prefecture's government office.

Ordinarily, in a serious council meeting, rank and order would be clearly defined, much like the other day.

But today was different.

Yang Mingli and Yan Lanting, the two Generals Who Pacified the South, had each pulled over a chair and casually seated themselves far apart, neither sparing the other a glance.

The titled generals, meanwhile, stood in the hall exchanging uneasy looks.

The atmosphere was so deathly still that no one knew where to put their hands or feet.

The ape demon under the Jade Pool Immortal Sect had been slain.

Without informing the Demon-Slaying Bureau in the slightest, Lord Yan had independently ordered the prefectural office to parade the demon's head through the streets for public display, announcing it to all beneath heaven.

Killing a Taiyi Demon Immortal was neither a great nor a trivial matter. The troublesome part was the Jade Pool Immortal Sect behind it. After all, they had indeed sent reparations, which meant the matter had effectively been settled beforehand. Yet the Divine Dynasty had gone back on its word afterward, putting itself somewhat in the wrong.

But no matter how one looked at it, this should not have been enough to shake the foundations of the Great Southern Continent.

What truly mattered was that General Yan had acted on his own this time, without discussing it with anyone, forcefully representing the stance of the Great Southern Continent's Demon-Slaying Bureau—and even the entire Divine Dynasty.

That had crossed General Yang's bottom line.

The two Generals Who Pacified the South were at odds, while the third was not in Jianyang. As their subordinates, they did not even know how to begin persuading them.

Just then, a voice came from outside.

"General Nanyang, General Yanlan, arriving."

At