A beam of spiritual light, ten thousand li long, pointed straight at Yang Capital. As it advanced, its outline slowly condensed and emerged. Seen from afar, it resembled a long halberd wrapped in crystalline spiritual mist.
This magical instrument was called the Garrison Heavenly Halberd, and it possessed the might to split the heavens and tear the earth.
If it were intact, it could, to a certain extent, block off all heavenly secret perceptions, thereby achieving the effect of destroying an opponent in a single stroke.
But this magical instrument had in fact only been forged halfway and was not yet complete. It was merely usable by force of circumstance. Thus, for now, they could only rely on cultivators from the various sects casting spells together to conceal the heavenly secrets. Yet even this could not guarantee that King Xi would remain wholly unaware.
However, cultivators soon pointed out that there was no need to worry about this at all. Yang Capital had only just been captured by King Xi, and his control was still unstable. It would be exceedingly difficult to move away all the soldiers, civilians, factories, and supplies in a short time. If he forced the matter, he might very well stir up chaos himself.
Even if he truly could do it, King Xi had only just defeated the Council of Elders and was about to ascend the throne. If he could not even withstand an outside attack and instead had to abandon the city and flee, how could he maintain his prestige?
One had to know that whether under the rule of past Hao Sovereigns or the Council of Elders, nothing of this sort had ever happened. Thus, whether considering King Xi's own character or the necessity of legitimacy, it was impossible for him to leave.