One month later.
The Star Luo Empire.
After remaining silent for a month, the Undead Holy Magic Cult, the State Religion, issued several decrees early in the morning. Bypassing the imperial family entirely, it used the communications network to spread them instantly throughout the Star Luo Empire, and even to the other two empires.
Once the various factions learned what Huo Yuhao had done, they all cursed him as a madman.
Then they frantically began discussing countermeasures.
At that moment.
In a remote village somewhere along the Star Luo Empire's border.
The village chief walked along with a newspaper in his hand, calling out as he went.
"News from the Imperial Capital! Is Dazhuang home?"
Dazhuang was the only person in Little Tiger Village who could read.
Whenever a newspaper arrived from outside, Dazhuang would read it aloud to the entire village.
"Chief, Dazhuang's catching fish down by the river!"
"All right, come with me to find him. There's important news from the Imperial Capital, and everyone needs to hear it right away."
"Come on, let's follow the chief."
"Sure thing!"
Watching a spectacle was human nature. As the crowd grew, more villagers joined in, heading to the river together to find Dazhuang.
The grand procession even caught the attention of people from the neighboring village.
Were they heading out for an armed brawl?
When Dazhuang, standing in the river, saw such a huge crowd from his village, he thought something terrible had happened. Once he learned the truth, he did not know whether to laugh or cry. Did such a little thing really call for this much fuss?
He gathered up his black fishing net and walked straight toward the bank.
Once ashore, Dazhuang emptied the fish from his net onto the ground. A faint trace of soul power