"The Celestial Emperor and Empress have arrived!"
Immediately every guest raised themselves and bowed towards the hall entrance, where the Royal couple strode forward with their arms linked followed by a few servants.
"May the Celestial Emperor and Empress remain forever healthy and fortune. May the Celestial realm forever prosper." Everyone chanted in chorus.
The Emperor and Empress each had an own thoroughly decorated golden thorne, who represented their mythological beast. For the Emperor it was shaped after a dragon, while the Empress had a throne in the shape of a phoenix. Just like the guests, they each had a table filled with delicacies and wine in front of their seats.
The Royal couple stopped in front of their seats and faced the subjects.
"Thank you all for coming today. Feel free to fill your stomachs with the Royal Kitchen's top dishes." A sturdy male voice sounded out. Based on this alone, one could guess that the Celestial Emperor's cultivation must be immensely profound.
"Thank you, your Majesty." Everyone replied synched once again.
The Emperor turned around and moved towards his seat. Abruptly, he stopped in his tracks. This alerted his attendant Flash, who immediately flashed to his Majesty's side. Except for a cold face, nothing unusual was observed by Flash.
"What happened, your Majesty?"
With a swirl of his sleeve, a golden dragonshaped wine cup floated up from the ground. The formerly masterpiece was now ruined by a vertical crack. Several gasps could be heard from those who possessed some inside knowledge of the Royal family.
It was the Celestial Emperor's favorite cup and a gift from the late Emperor, the current Emperor's Royal father. Now that it had been destroyed, Flash and the Empress among others couldn't help but be worried.
"Who did this?! The culprit better show itself or the punishment will only be heavier." Flash shouted out loudly. He has accompanied the Emperor for as long as he could remember and knew at that moment that his Majesty must be very pissed off.
Murmurs could be heard among the immortals, but no one stepped forward to answer. Truth be told, everyone had been busy watching the fight between the Fire and Ice God. Since the thrones had been empty, there had been no reasons for them to pay attention to the wine cup on the Celestial Emperor's table. Thus, no one knew how it had fallen to the ground and cracked.
"The mark has remains of fire essence." The Emperor spoke calmly after a while, still with his back towards the audience. The hall immediately became silent.
"Tell me, Fire Clan." He paused, before slowly facing High Fire God Magma.
"How come?"