He sat at the head of the long table and presided over the meeting.

On weekdays, this prime minister handles more than 90% of the affairs of the royal court on behalf of the queen. He is second only to the queen.

But at this critical moment, many masked monsters still hope that the strongest among the armored clan can come forward.

It's already this late, and we still have to put aside matters of life and death for something as illusory as the Origin Festival.

This made the nobles present very dissatisfied.

It’s a pity that they can’t even see the Queen, and there’s nothing they can do.

"I'm afraid this Origin Festival is not as simple as I imagined."

Jiang Li, sitting upright on the Duke's seat, glanced at the Prime Minister, then slowly turned his head, his two vertically aligned eyes scanning each of the great nobles.

There is a strange arc on the mouth below the armor.

He originally thought that the Jiamian Demon King Court was a centralized entity and much more united than the Cangyun Province which was divided into five major regions.

But as he got to know the Jiamian clan better during this period, he gradually discovered some things.

Among the many nobles in the Jiamian Royal Court, it is normal to form cliques and factions.

But Jiang Li discovered through some means that there was another force hidden among them.

"The acting skills of these nobles are so poor that they can't even bother to show an anxious expression."

Before I noticed anything was wrong, I looked at these armor-clad nobles again, and the more I looked at them, the more I felt there was nothing wrong.

Wang Ting was just trying to catch the cicada while someone else took advantage of him.

We have to find a way to find out the details of that group of people, or make them cause some trouble for us.

After a moment's silence, the golden prince I turned into suddenly spoke again, making the otherwise quiet little hall quiet again.

"The insider!"

Everyone's eyes looked over.

"Golden Prince...what did he say?"

Prime Minister Jiang Li was able to fully understand Wang Ting’s meaning.

"There is no inner ghost among you."

I paused for two breaths before continuing.

"Your noses can smell the scent of humans from two hundred miles away. But after such a long time, there is still no trace of humans in Ke Guangwan."

"And every ghoul outside the farm has a specific number on his body. There is a statistical check every day, and the intruder may be hiding among us."

"So, the only ones who can open a space rift in Heniuzhou are you, the Jiamian tribe!"

"Moreover, this inner ghost must be weak and of high status!"

I glanced sharply at every armored noble present and said, "The thief is crying, thief!"

"This traitor may be among you!"

Wang Ting's words instantly turned the atmosphere in the field into a hot one.

Ma Hu thought about it and it was indeed true.

Although the Armored Demon's research on space rifts is certainly unprecedented among the human cultivators in Cangyun State.

But there are already quite a few weaklings with spatial abilities among those present.

The forms of expression may be different, but the basic principles are similar.

If you want to cross the space directly, if it is within the range of spiritual perception, you can just tear through the space and pass through it.

But as long as it exceeds that range, it is often necessary to leave the coordinates in order to open up the space and connect the two.

This is the gate of hell in Fengdu City.

However, the space rift that spans the overlapping channels of the two worlds requires sufficiently huge energy support. In any case, it must be unmanned, with the use of good magic weapons or buildings to guide the retreat.

The possibility of the existence of this traitor becomes extremely low considering what Golden Prince said.

In the room, from the Duke to the Baroness, everyone was looking at their colleagues around them, trying to figure out who had the problem among them.

After observing everyone's reactions for a while, Wang Ting smiled and spoke again.

"Marquis Yamen!"

"Please explain why that area has been polluted by blood and flesh on all seven sides, but only his Marquisate has not been violated in the slightest!"

In the middle of the long table where everyone was sitting, there was a huge sand table with the detailed terrain of the entire Ke Guangwan drawn on it.

Among them, the seven scattered red areas are the places that are invaded by blood and flesh pollution.

The territory of the Marquis of Yamen is right in the middle of the seven pollutions, and so many days have passed, and the blood and flesh pollution is showing signs of spreading to our territory.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that there is no problem.

The reason is actually very complicated. It is often difficult to discover the traitor who hides himself with all his strength.

The person who is framed usually becomes very suspicious.

This situation was naturally specially arranged by Jiangwai.

That is to say, fortunately, before being pointed out by the royal court, many low-level officials looked at this veteran marquis with trusting eyes.

The few minor nobles sitting around me took the initiative to keep their distance.

"Yes, you did it. You have been staying in Jiangli all that time. I, the Prime Minister, can testify to that."

The Marquis of Yamen showed no sign of panic. He just sat there calmly.

There really isn't the magnanimity to change one's attitude even when the sky is falling.

"I also want to trust my loyal colleagues, so I ask the Marquis of Ruyamen to hand over his waist bag for you to examine."

"If there is any problem, I will apologize to you in person!"

As he spoke, Wang Ting stood up from his seat and approached Marquis Yamen.

While he was speaking righteous words, his hand had already reached for the other person's waist.

"I feel guilty, as long as the misunderstanding can be cleared up."

The Marquis of Yamen also behaved very calmly.

He reached out to unbuckle his belt and voluntarily handed over the space bag for inspection.

But just when Wang Ting's palm was about to touch the bag, both sides suddenly attacked at the same time.

A shock wave from the explosion swept through the entire small hall, destroying the round sand table in the middle of the crowd and making the place a mess.

"Marquis Yamen, he really is a man of hidden talents!"

The diffuse smoke and dust can not block the vision of many low-level players.

In the center of the impact, the Golden Boy held a solar fireball and pressed it towards the opponent.

All the nobles can see that I didn't hold back at all.

It is daytime now, and the golden prince's solar power is blessed by the scorching sun all over the world.

In terms of frontal attacks, he was first-rate even among all the young princes.

But it was obvious that Marquis Yamen, whose strength should be a level lower, could not make any progress in such an attack.

A layer of yellow light wall blocked the merciful sun of the royal court from the front. Below, not even a ripple appeared.

Looking further, it's still far from reaching the limit of my defense.

"I am the traitor, everyone, come and capture me!"

Hiding such exaggerated strength at that critical moment naturally attracted the attention of other nobles.

And there must be something hidden in my waist bag.

"Ya Men! If you give up your abilities and surrender, and keep the matter vague, you will wrongly accuse him."

The other nobles came closer and were about to surround me.

The Marquis of Yamen also knew that this matter could be resolved amicably. The things outside the waist bag would be exposed, and I might be able to hand them over.

When the yellow light rolled up, it actually rolled back the merciful sun of the royal court, and then smashed towards the armor-faced monster nearby.

The solar fireball exploded, blocking the weaklings who were surrounding him, and Marquis Yamen took the opportunity to escape inside.

Ke Guang had no fear. If I had moved slowly just now, this yellow light would have definitely swept me back.

I originally just wanted to give it a try, but unexpectedly I actually exploded a small fish.

Seventy young princes immediately chased after him and engaged in a battle below Jiang Li, who was in armor.

That kind of exaggerated lineup, with or without the chaotic power of the Asura Realm, could easily destroy the Eastern Region's immortal cultivation world a dozen times.

This work is organized and uploaded by Liujiu Book Bar~~

Logically speaking, even if the male king with armor touches it, he should retreat to the Eight Shrines.

But what is surprising is that despite the siege of such top weaklings, the famous Marquis Yamen was still able to survive.

The amazing defense of this layer of yellow light is truly horrifying.

No matter what kind of attack it is, it can be eliminated in the twilight, leaving people helpless.

At the front, he dived into the ground, performing a method similar to escaping underground, and disappeared in an instant.

The speed of this escape is even faster than Wang Ting's Four Nether Escape Technique.

Ke Guang was stunned by what he saw.

After that, the immortal rope is fine. How many treasures are hidden under this guy?

Others might be confused, but Ke Guang knew that this yellow light was not a natural ability, but some kind of super magic weapon with strong defense.

No wonder I dared to hand over the waist bag to Wang Ting.

Besides, there are no secrets outside.

If Jiang saw such a good thing, he would definitely steal it and keep it for himself.

It’s a pity that I have missed it now.

Wang Ting pretended to beat his chest and stamp his feet, then looked at Prime Minister Ke Guang who was flying nearby.

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, what is going on with the blockade of the Holy City?"

There was a question in my words.

Just now, apparently no one opened the energy blockade on the ground to help Marquis Yamen escape.

Otherwise, how could I just escape to the ground in the Holy City? If I escaped, the seventy young princes would be able to kill me.

If it was that Prime Minister, he would have been beside us since the meeting just ended.

We just attacked Marquis Yamen together. At that time, Wang Ting should have attacked me directly.

"You have failed in your duty by letting the thieves escape. Before today, you will resign as Prime Minister and guard the Origin Forest from now on."

What Wang Ting didn't expect was that I had already prepared a lot of accusations.

But Prime Minister Jiang Li didn't even have a word of rebuttal or explanation.

He took the responsibility directly, then decisively handed over a round bead, took off his prime minister's robe, and flew towards the nearby area.

It made Ke Guang unable to react.

I'm not 44% sure that guy is in cahoots with the Marquis of Yamen.

That group of people had been together for a long time, brewing a huge conspiracy whose details were unknown.

But before Ke Guang reached out and grabbed the round bead, he did not try to stop me from leaving.

Because I myself came here with the purpose of destroying the armor-faced ogre tribe.

There is nothing so repulsive about a conspiracy against Jiamian Jiang Li.

If we are divided and fighting among ourselves, it will be even less beneficial to the royal court.

As long as the bloody disaster that corrodes everything covers the entire Ke Guangwan, no matter what kind of conspiracy it is, it will disappear. Wang Ting naturally cares about this.

Another thing is that there are actually many of our friends hiding here.

Wang Ting also saw the immortal rope that followed, and the yellow light curtain that blocked so many attacks.

What if I go too far and force those guys to slow down, then take out even less stuff and directly besiege Ke Guang? How can I be confident that I can withstand it?

Or maybe these hidden nobles would speak out together and accuse the royal court of being a traitor.

I may not be able to speak more than a dozen mouths together.

First, Daxin exposed himself again, which is actually a good thing.

So I let it go before I could get any advantage.

Wang Ting reached out and grabbed the round bead.

This is the core of controlling the entire holy city.

For thousands of years, there has always been a pair, one in the hands of the male king, and the other in the hands of Ke Guang, the one that should have been held by Prime Minister Wu The royal court took this thing away, to a certain extent, even if it was to obtain the temporary command of Jia Ke Guang, because the little prince of gold was the male king's younger brother, and his fighting power was low, so at that time, some people praised it.

We returned to the throne room and the mess outside had been cleaned up.

"Everyone, it has now been made clear that Marquis Yamen is the traitor."

"As long as you find me, there will be no way to deal with those monsters."

"Young Master Bishaolu, can his prophetic ability help you find my whereabouts?"

"Duke Zhuton, please ask him to lead the team to personally search the territory of Marquis Yamen."

"After finding the culprit, please take turns to delay the spread of the bloody disaster..."

"You will assign people to operate the farms under the jurisdiction of each territory first. Put the human race outside into the farm of the king territory for unified management."

That time, Wang Ting sat in the first seat and issued one order after another.

After all, I am the leader of Chongshan Alliance and the lord of Fengdu City, so I am quite good at issuing orders.

But the last few ones are all fine.

Until, on the order to concentrate the farms, we had a disagreement.

These nobles who have lost their territories naturally have objections, but we now very much hope to redistribute the food.

Because in our hands, there is still some left.

But the nobles whose farms were not damaged had no objections.

Who would be willing to give away their own food rations to others?

In order to ensure that his orders could be communicated smoothly, Wang Ting had no choice but to continue speaking.

"You can send your own people to count the number of people. The meals needed by the nobles whose territories have been destroyed will be provided by the Royal Farm."

"The Wangling Farm has a large amount of wartime reserves, which can definitely meet all their needs."

"When the Flesh and Blood Disaster begins, everyone will be able to take back their own food and rebuild their farms. You will also send someone to build the latest farms for them."

"Jiang Li will also give each farm 100 special low-level ghouls as seeds, so that they can produce special low-level ghouls on their own farms!"

He made a promise on behalf of Ke Guang without any hesitation.

Anyway, I am the one who needs to fulfill the promise.

(End of this chapter)