The next morning, when Sylvia appeared before the sacred icon, everyone knew.
The journey to the Sepulcher of the Sacred was finally about to begin!
In an instant, half of the powerful elders and soldiers of the Sky Sanctuary stood in solemn formation, respectfully gazing at Sylvia.
"Follow me."
With a voice that carried the cold authority of the Holy Emperor, Elder Turner bowed deeply and responded loudly, "Yes!"
Immediately, everyone rose into the air, following Sylvia.
Above the Sky Sanctuary, the clouds swirled and drifted.
Behind the goddess, countless people stood in reverence, slowly heading toward the Sepulcher of the Sacred.
However, there was a small interruption along the way.
Timothy took a moment to head into the woods of the Desolate Wastes, where he found Azura, teary-eyed and on the verge of crying, and led her back to the clouds.
Poor Azura had been forgotten and tied up there for two whole days.
