Over the past few months, Dazheng had annexed over 500 Immortal cities. Though Dazheng's laws were highly favorable to the people, gaining their wholehearted acceptance in such a short period of time was still a challenge.0

Now, however, Xiao Nanfeng was about to face a saint—a pawn of the heavens, an agent sent to enslave and ultimately deliver them to the heavens for slaughter. This made the saint the natural enemy of the people.0

At that moment, no one hesitated. They all raised their right hands.0

"Your Majesty, take my strength and kill the saint!"0

"The heavens' pawns must die. Take my strength, Your Majesty."0

"Your Majesty, have my strength. You must slay the saint!"0

"Everyone, raise your right hands, now!"0

Countless voices echoed across Yongding as streams of white light rapidly converged from all directions toward the golden dragon of fortune—the manifestation of the strength borrowed from the people.0

The golden dragon of fortune seemed to be a reservoir for the empire's might, radiating an immense aura that stirred up fierce storms.0

Xiao Nanfeng soared into the...0