At the base of the Sacred Emperor Peak lay the Heavenly Prison.
Nezha sat on a chair, his face filled with impatience, gazing at the Sacred Emperor who was slumped in the cell like a corpse. He felt a tide of irritability, sensing that something bad was about to happen.
"The Heavenly Convention is tomorrow. If you want to survive, you must do as you're told. Otherwise, both you and the Sacred Princess, as well as Crown Prince Qin and the princes, will have to die," Nezha said sternly.
They had learned that the Heavenly Convention could only be initiated by the Sacred Emperor in person. According to what the former holy officials had said, the Heavenly Convention was created by the God Temple as a grand event to strive for qi movement, involving territories reaching a total of twenty according to what was known to the sacred dynasty.
In past Heavenly Conventions, the performance of the talents from the Southern Domain had always been among the lowest.
