As the words of the Divine Court Crown Prince fell, a magnificent figure emerged above the vast army in purple armor on the clouds, appearing ethereal in the sunlight, like a mirage.
General Zhu!
He stood high above, overlooking the world, wearing heavy and majestic red armor. His face was solemn, and his brows resembled two flames. His long hair coiled beneath the Divine Crown, and seven giant swords radiating different divine lights hovered behind him in a fan shape, as if seven divine powers stood behind him.
Before General Zhu, Zhu Xi and the escapees felt a deep sense of awe. Some couldn't withstand the pressure and fell to their knees directly.
General Zhu's right hand was half-raised, playing with two beads in his palm, like two stars squeezing together, shaking the soul.
"Crown Prince, how dare you slander the Immortal Gods and question the Divine Court? If His Majesty knew this, imagine his heartbreak!"
