The alliance of twenty-eight dragon kingdoms had been a mighty force, but it was crumbling into nothing. Its citizens were deserting like mad, and even the most loyal members could tell that it was time to start making plans for the worst.

Once the citizens of a nation lost their heart, it would be impossible to get back. A massive empire collapsed in no time at all.

Yang Qi himself was simply focusing on making more minor god worlds. The sage monarch magistrates were handling everything else.

The government officials from among the Dragonfolk were also a lot of help, and were very orderly considering they had been trained by the sage monarch magistrates. Although they weren’t perfect, they were far better than, for instance, the viceroys from the House of the Invincible.

Yang Qi’s destiny burned like the sun, and was so intense that the remaining twenty-two old-timers couldn’t possibly stand up to it. He now...