The factions observing from below were varied. Lodili Royal Admiral Talia, Duke Vivian of the Tasya Empire, the Undead Bone Dragon Gangbunier, Dragon Descendant Leslie, a great merchant from the Yellow Sand Plain... countless renowned figures took seats in the square.
"Neither Pope Hui Chi nor Emperor's Master Hui Bi have appeared, only leaving the sleeping heir to complete the ritual. Their power struggle is truly transparent." Lv Bote whispered while looking at the stage.
"Hui Chi attributes all the world's sins to Su Wenli alone, using the world's immense hatred to forge the Holy Sword... quite a scheme. Poor Su Wenli carrying such a burden as 'Li Dog'; when he wakes up, who knows what will change." Duke Vivian mused, his gaze scanning the surroundings.
"Wake up? I fear His Highness may never wake up, Hui Chi won't give him the chance." Leslie shook her head.
