บท 374: Surrender Without Fighting

Duke of the Fiery let out a soft sigh and said slowly, "Please convey to the North Vanquishing King's army that I am willing to surrender!"

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At the same time, in the Imperial City of Dashang.

The grand formation that had not been activated for tens of thousands of years now enveloped the void. Beneath it, there were people everywhere. One expert after another stood on the city wall, gazing into the distance.

Thick leaden clouds pressed down oppressively. The originally colorful world, reflected in their eyes, was now a sheet of gray. The entire land was desolate, almost suffocating.

In the central main hall, Shang Zhou sat high on the dragon throne. He was dressed in a long robe, looking elegant yet emitting boundless pressure. It was as if he had never moved, his eyes quietly observing the outside world through the formation enveloping the entire Imperial City.