"Mo Wuji! How dare you act so presumptuously?"
A deep, resonant voice echoed from far outside the grand hall. It was not the Wupeng Great Witch Venerable, but Prince Zi Gui of the Great Shang.
"Your Majesty?"
Mo Wuji's expression stiffened, and hesitation flickered across his face.
"Are you going to defy me? Or perhaps you mean to betray my Great Shang?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Wuji could not help but lower himself, dropping to one knee and crying out, "Your Majesty."
"Hmph. I'll give you credit for knowing what's good for you."
Clad in a suit of Armor, Prince Zi Gui strode into the hall, his gaze sweeping over Mo Wuji.
The boundless rainbow light, now unopposed, instantly flooded the entire hall.
When King Chonghou's other subordinate generals saw this, their faces paled. Under these circumstances, how could they not realize the king was here to purge King Chonghou?
