The Hundred Battle Royal Court was far from the only one affected.
You Dazhi stared blankly at the Strongest Royal Court. Directly facing the massive star, he felt his skin crawl, as if he had suddenly developed megalophobia.
'No, I can't continue to oppose the Strongest Royal Court. I must compromise and mend our relationship at any cost. Otherwise, the destruction of the Hundred Battle Royal Court is imminent.'
You Dazhi immediately scrapped the military plans he had previously laid out.
The Hundred Battle Royal Court had weathered countless wars; its survival was no small feat. You Dazhi himself was a man of iron, one who always dared to draw his sword, never feared a fight, and never compromised. But now, he had no choice but to back down.
He could sense the gap between his own territory and the Strongest Royal Court. It was simply immense. An ant trying to wrestle with an elephant—that was just a death wish.
