At the feet of the Emperor, within the Capital city, an unprecedented rebellion erupted. What did this imply?
The Capital was supposed to be the paragon of cities, carrying the hopes of the common people. It often acted as a weathervane for a dynasty. When rebellion struck the Capital, the entire dynasty's heart would begin to waver.
The old Emperor, having ascended the throne many years ago, naturally understood this.
He had not anticipated that the Daoist Sect would possess such formidable influence, to the extent that it could incite such a large-scale rebellion within the Capital. This situation filled him with shock.
He did not know what the Daoist Sect had developed into in the places beyond his sight, and whether this world was still truly his own.
Golden Light Master, looking at the gravely worried old Emperor at his side, sighed softly, "It seems they were well-prepared. This turmoil must have been planned by them well in advance."
