Chapter 1081 (2/2)

Furthermore, with the help of the immense amount of resources provided by the Dominator, they had finally broken through their own bottlenecks and made breakthroughs in their own strengths, reaching the rank of Ninth Grade Sovereign. If not for their having received that help this year, they would have been surpassed by these ambitious newcomers! It was in this way that the contradictions between the old and new subjects in the Daluo Territory had begun to spread to their level.

“It seems like these two guys are hell-bent on obtaining the positions of the new kings.” The Spiritual Pupil King glanced at those two figures, speaking lowly to the Condor King.

In the past, there were disputes between the Condor King and the Spiritual Pupil King, so they were not too friendly with one another. However, with the increasing number of new arrivals from within the Daluo Territory, their dispute seemed to have dissipated completely. They even showed signs of forming an alliance to defend themselves against the others.

As such, upon hearing the Spiritual Pupil King’s message, the Condor King also nodded faintly and said, “These two guys are strong enough, and now that their foundation is growing stable, I’m afraid that they just might get what they want.”

At this point, the Condor King pursed his mouth in displeasure. He was thinking that, with the Dragon-Arm Sovereign’s and the Withered Old Man’s characters, if they became the new kings, the competition with between them all would only become fiercer!

“Oh, what do you think of this, Brother Meng?” The Spiritual Pupil King now turned to address the Sleeping King.

Although he was now a Ninth Grade Sovereign, he was still quite polite to the Sleeping King, because he knew that the Sleeping King had been following the Dominator for many years, and was the most loyal to her. As such, if the Dominator had any idea, the Sleeping King would know something about it.

The Sleeping King’s eyes opened for a brief moment. He then smiled casually and said, “The Dominator means for the new kings’ positions to be increased by two seats.”

The Spiritual Pupil King and the Condor King were both startled by this news. They shook their heads and said at once, as if sharing one voice, “That’s really advantageous for these two guys!”

Previously, the two men had tried to compete for the new king’s position, but had been denied by Mandela. After all, the position was too important, and the Dragon-Arm Sovereign and Withered Old Man did not have the qualifications and loyalty to match it at that time. However, at this moment, even Mandela was about to relent, so it was natural that they would both be crowned king.

The two Kings sighed. They had been fighting alongside with the Dominator for many years before arriving at their present status, and now these two relative newcomers might be able to sit on an equal footing with them! They felt this was obviously unjust!

The Sleeping King opened his eyes wider, seeming to look towards where the Dragon-Arm Sovereign and Withered Old Man were located. He then smiled inexplicably and said, “The Dominator only said that two seats for the new kings’ positions would be opened, but no one said they were for them.”

The Spiritual Pupil King and the Condor King heard his words and were stunned immediately. They felt baffled. As they looking out at the entire Daluo Territory, only Dragon-Arm Sovereign and the Withered Old Man had the qualifications to compete for the position of the new king, unless the Dominator planned to let Lord Asura ascend in position.

But, that would inevitably lead to Dragon-Arm Sovereign’s and the Withered Old Man’s defiances, as Lord Asura was only an Eighth Grade Sovereign and did not command enough respect from the public.

The two Kings looked at each other, about to ask more questions, but the Sleeping King closed his eyes again, leaving the two shaking their heads helplessly.

Bong!

The ring of a bell suddenly reverberated between the heavens and the earth, quieting the excited square immediately, as countless people looked on in awe. Even the Dragon-Arm Sovereign and the Withered Old Man bowed slightly, their faces respectful.

A wisp of splendor seemed to penetrate the entire space, as it had condensed on the bright golden throne in the middle of the square. A petite figure in a black dress then surfaced, her golden eyes opening to survey her surroundings.

A terrible pressure swept by suddenly, and even as powerful as Dragon-Arm Sovereign and the Withered Old Man were, even their powers seemed to stagnate for a moment, rendering them immediately appalled and horrified. This was most certainly the power of an Upper Earthly Sovereign, as with just one glance, they had been rendered defenseless!

As her gaze swept out, Mandela finally waved her small hand. Then, her calm but crisp voice reverberated in the air above the square, causing the excited atmosphere to erupt.

“The Conference of the Lords, commences now!” she announced confidently!