Below the hall, a burly figure stood with his hands behind his back. He wore a golden crown on his head and a golden python robe. His every move exuded the might of an unparalleled Emperor. The might of an Emperor was vast and terrifying.
This man was the monarch of the snowdrift Empire.
The fluttering snow Empire had a long history and a profound Foundation. It was a transcendent power that stood at the peak of the eastern heavens. It was a behemoth-like existence that ruled over millions of miles of mountains and rivers and controlled the fate of the common people. It was a peerless Empire that hung over the heads of all living beings in the eastern heavens.
In the entire Eastern heavens, there were many who were stronger than the snowdrift sovereign.
Even so, he was still an existence that stood at the top of the pyramid, overlooking the world.
