On the terrace at the top of the Royal Palace, Lu Yan gazed at the vast sea of stars with an exceptionally grim expression.
The chants of countless believers seemed to merge into the Path of Heaven and Earth, unknown to ordinary people, but to someone of Lu Yan's position, everything was so clear.
Every syllable of that sacred chant felt like a heavy hammer, fiercely striking his heart, shattering all his previous pride and plans.
The gods return to their places, the gods awaken!
For Lu Yan today, this is definitely not good news; it could even be said to be a disaster!
Everything he meticulously constructed was based on a delicate balance and a gap in information.
The reason the Union could integrate into people's hearts so smoothly at this stage, compelling Victoria's nobles to bow their heads, and even causing the powerful Steam Sect to yield, was not only due to the power Lu Yan displayed but also the deterrent of the mysterious and unfathomable Underworld.
