Chapter 1100: Triggering Supreme Conquest! Massive Influx of Subjects, Heroes, and Gods into the Sun Kingdom!

Chapter 1100: Triggering the Supreme Conquest! A vast multitude of commoners, heroes, and deities join the Sunlight Kingdom!

After a long silence,

it was still the Yellow Emperor who first regained his composure.

"Chief, what an immense gesture."

The Yellow Emperor murmured, his voice tinged with awe.

Now, his heart had settled considerably.

He ran his fingers over the six True Sacred Instruments upon his body.

Could anyone casually bestow six such instruments without also producing one thousand galaxy-class vessels daily?

That would be utterly normal.

He reassured himself: he had been far too alarmed.

Others were no different either.

Recalling the countless grand gestures of the family patriarch/Emperor before, such a thing now seemed to fall within acceptable bounds?

After chatting briefly with the gods, Zhou Zheng parted ways with the group and departed directly toward the Palace of Cycles, where he joined Zhou Zhou in meditation.

Time passed in the blink of an eye.

The next day.

The Palace of Cycles.

Within the dedicated meditation hall belonging to Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou, seated upon a cushion, opened his eyes.

Then, with a divine awareness, he scanned his entire being, finally settling upon the divine essence at the core of his brow.

There, shining with a radiant nine-colored light, the glow was brighter than ever before, and the divine power more potent—undeniably, it had ascended to a new level.

Zhou Zhou saw this and a smile appeared on his face.

"Lower God upper tier..."

"At last, we've arrived."

Zhou Zhou sighed with deep reflection.

The cultivation of Lord's Principles was truly beyond comprehension.

Even with his unparalleled insight and the aid of his Lord's innate talents, along with countless divine artifacts and tools designed to assist his training, it remained so difficult.

It was almost unimaginable how those rare former cultivators of Lord's Principles managed to ascend to deities, true deities, and even higher realms.

He shook his head, then with a single thought, rows of textual information materialized before his eyes.

[Technique Name: The King]

[Technique Rank: Lower God Upper Tier]

[Rule Technique Overview: As a superior divine entity on the path of the Lord's Rule, you may mark 10% of the territory's populace and command everything they possess—including, but not limited to, appearance, lineage, skills, weapons, rule techniques, and even the elusive fate.

Once you have fully mastered all that the marked populace possesses, they will be immune to any negative effects.]

Zhou Zhou exhaled deeply after reading it through.

"10% of the territory's populace..."

That meant now, not only could he mark his own 400 billion soldiers, over 11,000 deities, and 122 true gods—

but also over 720 zettas of common folk!

With the power of such a vast number of people now flowing into him, though he might not be able to surpass the master god threshold through the "King" technique, breaking past the master god barrier,

at least he could extend the use of his master artifact or master-level techniques without fear of his chaotic sacred power depleting.

It was, in essence, another form of strength gained.

Zhou Zhou's power had grown, and his spirits soared. Just as he was about to step out,

At that moment, Aniya's voice rang out from outside the door.

"Report to the King."

"Zheng the Prime Minister requests an audience."

"Let him in."

Zhou Zhou raised an eyebrow, then said.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Aniya spoke respectfully.

Soon after, Zheng Yuanqi entered, his face glowing with joy.

"Your Majesty!"

“Great joy! Great joy!”

Zheng Yuanqi spoke with excited fervor.

“What’s happened? Has the Prime Minister become so delighted?”

Zhou Zhou asked curiously.

“Your Majesty.”

“Just now, a vast number of heroes, deities, and waves of foreign refugees suddenly arrived at our capital of Jiaoyang.”

“They all claim to revere Your Majesty’s renown and wish to join us.”

“The scene grew chaotic, and I have already dispatched personnel to restore order.”

“I have also sent trusted agents to register them, so they may seamlessly integrate into our realm of Jiaoyang.”

“However, due to the overwhelming numbers, even with Lady Wenyi’s assistance, it will likely take one or two days to complete the entire registration process.”

Zhang Yuanqi spoke with delight.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhou's brow twitched slightly.

Wenya was, without a doubt, a standard lower-tier divine intelligence being.

Could it be that, within a short span of time, the registration system had been overwhelmed—by how many commoners, heroes, and deities?

Could it possibly surpass the number of times the Universal Sage of All Beings had been invoked?

Zhou Zhou immediately turned to Wu Tu and asked about this matter.

"Regarding the exact figures, my records are still not complete," the official replied.

"However, a rough estimate suggests there are over a hundred million commoners, more than 200,000 epic-level heroes, over 100,000 legendary-level heroes, some 30,000 lower-tier divine beings, over 20,000 mid-tier divine beings, and more than 10,000 upper-tier divine beings."

"Additionally…"

As Zhang Yuanqi spoke the final words, his expression suddenly faltered—seeming uncertain, as if even he himself doubted the accuracy of what he was about to say.

Finally, He spoke again:

"Additionally, according to the observation of Yuan Cheng, among these deities seeking to join our side, He sensed the presence of a true god—of a divine caliber—and…."

"Not just one!"

Zhou Zhou: "..."

He remained utterly still, stunned, after hearing Zheng Yuanqi's words.

It took him a moment to recover. The first thought that surged through his mind was that this was a deception.

Could it be that some hostile faction had orchestrated this entire scheme—luring him into a trap by having their agents approach these 'refugees' seeking to join the Jiaoyang Kingdom, only to strike suddenly once his forces got close?

But upon further reflection, he dismissed it.

Such a crude and childish tactic would not only fail to achieve any effect, but risk heavy losses—both in men and morale.

Unless victory was guaranteed, no faction would dare resort to such a reckless gambit from the outset.

At that very moment.

His divine form trembled, and suddenly a thought struck him. He immediately opened his Lord's Talent interface, then clicked on the information for the Mythic-Level Exclusive Lord Talent—Supreme Conquest. His gaze settled firmly on the third entry regarding the rewards from conquering a kingdom, and the fourth, concerning the rewards from conquering an empire.

"To conquer a kingdom, one will inevitably attract 30 heroes from outside, 3 lower-divine-tier gods with the destiny profile of lower-tier heroic beings, 2 mid-divine-tier gods with the destiny profile of mid-tier heroic beings, and 1 upper-divine-tier god with the destiny profile of upper-tier heroic beings—each and every one pledged to me."

"And to conquer an empire? That will draw 50 legendary heroes, 20 lower-divine-tier gods with the destiny profile of lower-tier heroic beings, 10 mid-divine-tier gods with the destiny profile of mid-tier heroic beings, 5 upper-divine-tier gods with the destiny profile of upper-tier heroic beings, and one true-divine-tier god with the destiny profile of a true-heroic being—all of them bound to me."

"If one conquers regions below the level of a kingdom, the local populace will instead flock to join my kingdom."

"Yesterday, after I conquered the Blood Moon Clan, according to Wenya's tally, the Blood Moon Clan comprised ten empires, tens of thousands of kingdoms, and over ten million regional territories."

"I have now taken the entire Blood Moon Clan. These lordly factions have effectively been conquered by me. If one considers this, then the number of refugees, heroes, and gods now coming to join my kingdom today becomes not only plausible—but entirely logical."

Zhou Zhou had finally grasped the reason.

A small sense of relief stirred within him.

He thought for a moment, then could not resist speaking:

"Come, let's go take a look."

"The minister has been thinking of exactly that."

Zhen Yuanqi's face broke into a smile.

Zhou Zhou nodded, said no more, and with a simple thought, carried Zheng Yuanqi away, vanishing from their original spot.