Unless something unexpected happened, it seemed the evidence really was going to be ‘irrefutable’.

But Yang Qi had only pretended to be injured and weakened, in the hopes of finding out what exactly was going on. And now he knew. It seemed most likely it was a plot hatched by the junior houselord, or at the very least, one of his advisers.

The three chief elders of the Hall of Promotions were obviously on the junior houselord’s payroll, which came as no surprise.

The Sage Monarch Society didn’t have any Perfect God chief elders working for them, but they had only been around for a few years. How could they? But the junior houselord had access to unmatchable resources. He had been around for thousands of years, and had most of the chief elders under his thumb. If he wanted to hatch a plot to harm someone, it wouldn’t be hard for him at all.

“Yessir!”

Dozens of elder kings fanned out to surround Yang Qi, all of them either mid, late, or peak Consummate Gods. Considering their numbers,...