Hong Dingtian shouted, "Otherwise, you will all become spirits slain by my blade."
HUM!
The bloodlust of a Martial Saint surged to the heavens.
"Hong Dingtian."
Guo Anshi, the Lord of Qing Province, took a step forward and bellowed in a low voice, "Have you gone senile? How can you say such things at a time like this?"
"And another thing, Hong Dingtian. You truly have gotten old. So old your eyes have failed you. The Great Zhou Martial Country's Emperor Dragon Qi has vanished, and the entire nation can only barely survive by relying on the National Protection Array. The Nine Provinces Land is infested with Demon Fiends, and the common people's lives are unbearable. When they sleep in their homes at night, they live in fear of being dragged away by monsters."
"What use do we have for a Great Zhou Court like this?"
