After that, three days passed uneventfully. The news of the Sea Sovereign crossing tribulation was still blocked out, but if one had the qualifications to touch upon the circles of highest power, then they would have received a prompt concerning this.

On one hand, these people tried to control their subordinate forces, lest they be cleaned away by His Majesty in a critical moment to avoid any problems. On the other hand, their eyes widened as they stared towards the royal palace.

If His Majesty was crossing tribulation, then whether he succeeded or failed it would inevitably create a great disturbance. If they could grab onto this moment then it would be an amazing opportunity for them. Of course, this opportunity might be good and it might be bad. It might appear as if they were walking on a gilded path towards wealth and glory, when in truth they were falling down into an abyss beyond redemption.

At noon, when the time-sensing corals were their brightest red, the skies above the royal palace started to quietly dim down. This color was pale, as if it were a dappled landscape painting. Yet, it carried with it a deep and heavy aura, and when it appeared it attracted the gazes of countless people.

The majority of seafolk within the capital city revealed astonished gazes; they had no...