I really became a king.

Chapter 583 The Big Sun
"Oh, forget it. If I don't take action, I will feel uneasy..."

Jiang Yi sighed, his voice was very low, as if he was talking to himself, but his voice was clearly heard throughout the entire Xingyue City.

"Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty..."

"Lord..."

"..."

After hearing Jiang Yi's words, a series of exhortations were heard.

Mo Li, Mu Xiruo, Zhu Wuyan, Fulong, Dong Chengyang, Fang Yue, etc., all the strong men from Prince Yi's Mansion and Taimang tribe who gathered in this dilapidated courtyard changed their expressions.

Even on Xingyue Mountain, where fierce fighting was taking place, the roar of the Long-Eyebrowed Ancestor could be heard: "Little bastard, why don't you retreat at this time? There is always a way out, don't get yourself into trouble!"

Everyone who heard this thought that Jiang Yi was determined to fight Wusun Miao to the death at all costs, and they were all a little anxious.

Some people also thought of something, such as Xu Heng, the elder of the Taimang tribe. He sighed, stepped forward and whispered: "My lord, those who accomplish great things do not care about trivial matters. The millions of lives in Xingyue City are beyond human ability to save. My lord has done his best."

In fact, he was trying to persuade Jiang Yi not to be too soft-hearted and not to risk his life for the Star-Moon City.

Mo Li opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing came out. Her little hands tightly grasped Jiang Yi's arm.

Mu Xiruo, Zhu Wuyan and others also looked at him nervously, worried that Jiang Yi would impulsively order a fight to the death with Wusun Miao.

Jiang Yi gently patted Mo Li's cold little hand and shook his head: "If there is really no way to stop all this, this king might feel better. But if I clearly have the ability to stop it, but deliberately do nothing because of selfish motives, then it is too cold-blooded, and this king will feel uneasy..."

Fulong, Dong Chengyang and other strong men were stunned? From what they heard, their prince had the ability to stop the sacrifice of millions of lives?
How is it possible... After all, more than a dozen strongest men in the eighth realm couldn't stop it even if they joined forces, so how could our prince stop it?

"Can you really stop it?" Mo Li's eyes lit up and he held on tighter.

Jiang Yi smiled bitterly and shook his head at her: "I originally wanted to wait for Wusun Miao to complete his evolution before taking action, so that I can reap the benefits. This is a life treasure that can carry millions of soldiers, and I can also obtain five [Sumeru Palaces]. It's too tempting..."

"It's a pity that I'm still not cold-blooded enough. Am I a little too soft-hearted..."

The last sentence seemed to be asking everyone.

Mo Li finally smiled and shook his head vigorously.

"It's not that Your Highness is soft-hearted, but that Your Highness is righteous!" Dong Chengyang bowed deeply.

Xu Heng, Fang Yue, Jiang Yuan and other close associates also bowed in unison: "Your Majesty is so righteous!"

After all, these are millions of lives, and most of them are human. If they really do nothing about it, they would feel a little bit unwilling to do so.

However, this is a difficult choice: should they wait until the end to maximize their benefits, or should they act first to save millions of lives for the sake of justice? It would be difficult for them to make the choice.

But their prince has already made his choice, chosen justice, and they should be proud of it!

However, some people were secretly anxious, such as the Changmei Old Ancestor who was fighting fiercely, so he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

Such selfish things can be discussed in private, how can they be said publicly, and even more so loudly, so that the whole Xingyue City knows about it, which will inevitably greatly reduce the lofty image that has been established.

But the fact proved that he thought too much. In the huge Xingyue City, the same words were heard from different corners of the area: "Your Majesty is so righteous!" The leaders of the various tribes, including Simba, the leader of the Northern Ape Tribe Alliance, Black Hammer, the leader of the Minotaur Black Stone Tribe, and the leader of the Dog-headed Tailie Tribe, all knelt down silently and begged: "Please have mercy on me, Your Majesty. I am in dire straits!"

"Hmph! You are so arrogant! More than a dozen strongest men in the eighth realm can't do anything to me. What can you, a man in the seventh realm, do to me?" A cold snort came from Xingyue Mountain. It was Wusun Miao.

"If you can attack quickly, do it. If I continue to fight, you will fall apart!" This was the voice of the old ancestor Changmei.

Zhu Wuyan, the master of Yinshan Mountain, was somewhat disapproving of this so-called "righteousness", but it was not a good time to persuade him. When he was about to remind Jiang Yi to be careful, he found that Jiang Yi's whole state was different.

His whole body was moving without wind, and the huge blood force had begun to surge rapidly. It was obvious that it had reached the point where "the arrow was on the string and had to be shot."

He didn't say anything else, took a few steps back and left Jiang Yi's side.

Fulong and the others also silently took a few steps back, and they understood why Jiang Yi's few gentle words could spread throughout the entire Xingyue City.

It's not that I do it on purpose, it's just out of control.

From the moment Wusun Miao showed up, the prince should have already begun to slowly build up his strength.

By the time he opened his mouth to speak, the energy built up in his body had already been completed, and the blood power in his body had reached its peak. Although he tried his best to lower his voice, it still penetrated the entire Star-Moon City.

"Such a strong bloodline power!"

Moro, a member of the Kokimo royal family who had retreated several feet away, endured the might of the weapon bloodline emanating from Jiang Yi's body and could not help but sigh inwardly.

This blood power was the first time he had encountered it in his life.

The others were also shocked by the purity and strength of Jiang Yi's blood. The entire Xingyue City could clearly sense a pure and strong blood force rising into the sky in a certain courtyard.

It formed a sharp contrast with the bloody atmosphere shrouding the Star-Moon City, and its momentum was majestic and mighty, not inferior to Wusun Miao at all.

"No...impossible!"

Wusun Miao also felt the powerful force of Jiang Yi's bloodline, and more importantly, the majestic and overwhelming power that gave him a sense of dominance that made him look down on the world.

He now had no intention of fighting with the Ten Great Ancestors of Dali and others, because he sensed a dangerous aura from Jiang Yi.

He decided not to wait any longer and to forcibly devour the Ninth-Rank Mansion first. By then, he would be able to complete the evolution initially, and then no one would be able to stop him.

"Alas, what a pity. It hasn't evolved completely yet. I'm afraid its power will be reduced."

He sighed secretly in his heart, feeling somewhat unwilling, and then he was filled with hatred. He secretly made up his mind that he must kill all human beings afterwards!
Thinking of this, he stood up and flew towards the Ninth-Rank Mansion in mid-air.

Changmei and other ten ancestors of Dali wanted to stop him when they saw this, but were repelled with one move. Several of them were so angry that they screamed loudly. They had never felt so aggrieved in their lives.

"You still don't understand. Since I have decided to take action, you no longer have a chance..."

Jiang Yi said softly, then took action.

Although he gave up the plan of reaping the benefits while sitting back, it did not mean that he had given up on the ninth-grade mansion and the five first-grade mansions. It was impossible for him to get his hands on them.

Jiang Yi stood there without any movement. Amid the vast blood energy surrounding him, a huge sun slowly rose behind him.

(End of this chapter)