All the princes gazed at the Wu Ya Country King, their eyes filled with a certain fervor. The Wu Ya Country King was a figure of supreme power, one of the strongest rulers, and having such a father naturally filled them with pride.
Today, the Wu Ya Country King would abdicate and select a prince to succeed him, which filled them with determination.
For they were all the genuine sons of Wu Ya, each eligible to inherit the throne.
In truth, selecting a successor was not that complicated; with just a word from the Wu Ya Country King, a fortunate heir would emerge.
Thus, regardless of their cultivation levels, each prince had hope of inheriting the throne, making them full of expectation.
"You are all my sons, eligible to inherit the throne, but who it will be depends on your own performances. I will choose the strongest among you to inherit my glory!"
The Wu Ya Country King's voice echoed through the heavens as he looked at the princes, imposing immense pressure on them.
