Ultimately, the Emperor of Wu Country could only compromise. "Very well, come with me, all of you are pillars of our nation. If possible, let others go instead." The Emperor felt as though he had aged decades at that moment.
A group of people arrived at the last artificial hill in the Imperial Palace, a place no one would suspect housed the greatest secret of Wu Country.
Legend has it that the first Martial God of this world had achieved his Divine Power right here, and the spring left behind was named the Sacred Spring of Martial God, possessing incredibly unbelievable power.
"Think it over, this is your last chance."
"Your Majesty, whether the state endures, our lives are inconsequential. As long as our deaths can exchange for the prosperity of Wu Country and the peace and happiness of the people, we will have died with purpose." At this, even those who were originally uncertain firmed their resolve.
