Gao Zhijian wasn't the only one in the Capital City; the Astrological Bureau was located here as well.
It seemed many had died this time, and the Capital City had been thrown into utter chaos, but even more followers of the Dharma Sect had perished.
This ordeal had burst the hidden abscess. While frightening, it meant the Dharma Sect in Da Liang would likely never amount to much.
No matter how hard Li Huowang thought, he couldn't figure out his enemy's objective.
And… wasn't it supposed to be a natural disaster? Where is the natural disaster? Which Heavenly Dao has changed? Why don't I feel anything?
As Li Huowang contemplated this, the nearby city wall began to tremble faintly.
The moment he looked up, a green brick fell from the trembling wall, followed by a second, and then a third.
The next moment, the entire wall cracked open, and a giant stone statue with a tiger's head, standing over a hundred feet tall, squeezed in from outside.
