The Holy Sect!?
Hearing those two words, Zhao Yong's pupils contracted.
He was still young and hadn't lived through the chaotic era of the Demon Monarch. However, his mother, a royal consort, had just entered the palace during that period and would often recall the despair of those times.
The Great Yu of that era was not the Great Yu of a golden age, but one teetering on the brink of collapse.
In the north, the four nations of Longyuan were constantly invading, while in the south, the seventeen vassal states were stirring with rebellion.
But none of this could easily affect Lingge.
And yet, Lingge at that time was in a greater state of panic than the borders themselves.
All because of the legendary Demon Sect.
The Demon Monarch in particular was a being who, with his power alone, could shatter the defenses of the entire Imperial Palace and had come close to assassinating the emperor.
