By then, quite a few people had gathered around Yi. They were clearly the divine descendants who had been hiding in the Royal Capital, and several of them plainly had ties to him.
Without a doubt, these people were spies and inside agents for various factions. But Great Xia was so powerful that even if the other tribes joined forces, they would still be suppressed. Even the Youqiong Clan's alliance, after amassing strength for years, had remained in hiding.
Under such circumstances, those who had infiltrated the Royal Capital or been won over by others had never dared reveal themselves lightly. Now, though, they sprang out one after another, each scrambling to be first.
As the lord of the Youqiong Clan advanced, the crowd following him actually grew larger and larger. Every one of them seemed united against a common enemy!
Earlier, when this group had gathered to confront the Black Armor Guards, many had still harbored misgivings. The guards' fearsome reputation was well known. They had carved it out with real blades, and the tribes had long feared them!
But when the crowd suddenly saw the Black-Armored Soldiers turn their blades around, they froze—then rejoiced!
"The restrictions on the Black-Armored Soldiers have been lifted!"
Taixuanzi watched the Black-Armored Soldiers scatter, shook his head, and sighed.
The deity of the Sacred Hall needed no explanation to know what had caused this. He raised his head and looked toward the sky.
Yi, the lord of the Youqiong Clan, did the same. But after one glance, he immediately looked away and turned his gaze back to Taikang.
"You've lost, Taikang!"
Yi advanced step by step, and the ranks behind him swelled rapidly. Even many people dressed as court officials hurried to join them!
"I've lost?"
The Human King Taikang was in a