The supporters were unconvinced and said: "Can we live a good life if we just settle for the status quo? Aren't we just watching our neighbors, relatives and friends slowly lose their lives? How is this different from the Zhujiu tribe? Isn't it just that one is clean and neat, and the other is gentle?

?The result is that our loved ones will be tortured to death by this cruel reality and abandon all worries and fight."

The wavering faction said: "We also know that this day will not survive, but we must be confident in taking risks. Many people will be killed if we act recklessly! Murong Jinghong's strength still makes us worried. Is there anything wrong with such worries?"

Seeing that the two parties were about to start fighting, an old man with a white beard and white hair among them stood up and said majestically: "There will be chaos before things are done. Please shut up and watch carefully. I will wait until you have finished watching this before expressing your opinions."

The old man's veiny hand drew a rectangle in the air. The air surrounding the rectangle quickly condensed into a white cloth. The white cloth enlarged to the size of a movie screen and stopped. The old man blew a breath, and an image appeared on it.

Four men as handsome as gods fought on the snow: overwhelming snow, mudslides from heaven to earth, 12-level whirlwind, the whole world was in turmoil. Snow swords, earthen sticks, and water silk were intertwined, and the sound of collision was astonishing.

Every corner is echoing

Everyone looked at Bai Bu intently. They were also cultivators. Naturally, they could see that Murong Jinghong's cultivation level surpassed the other three people. However, the three of them joined forces, and Murong Ye Na stabbed him in the back.

, so that he was buried 10,000 meters deep underground.

The old man wiped away the rectangle with his hand, the image disappeared, and the white cloth turned into an invisible air again. A majestic voice said: "Now do you think Murong Jinghong is qualified to lead us to overthrow Murong Ye?"

The wavering faction said: "Even the last doubts have been dispelled. Don't worry. After we go back, we will organize the people in the village to do the things assigned to us."

Everyone began to disperse back to their respective villages to prepare. Only the old man was left standing, looking at the hilltop closest to the sun, with a chilling respect rising in his heart.

A few days after everyone went to see Murong Jinghong, people from all over the world rose up in rebellion, killed the officials appointed by Murong Ye, occupied the county offices, state capitals and other strongholds, and marched towards the Ziyu Empire like firecrackers.
Chapter completed!