The divine light of the heavens descended.
Falling from above the Nine Heavens, it landed on this golden desert, and the gaze of the Taoist Court had already settled on this sacrificial ground.
At the center of the Sacrificial Altar was the founding monarch of the Great Tu Dynasty, King Tu.
Centered around King Tu, civil and military officials, prominent royal ministers were all lined up, followed by various ranks of generals, types of civil servants, and even down to the squad and camp leaders, all were prostrated here, with hundreds of millions of founding elite soldiers all present.
No one was an exception.
Regardless of whether they defected to King Zheng or followed King Tu from beginning to end, they all met the same fate, without any distinction.
"Haha!"
"Hahaha..."
Tu Sanyi was suppressed by an inexplicable force, unable to move at all, and even suicide was an unattainable wish.
