Xianyun City stood tall among the mountain peaks, majestic and imposing, stunning to all who saw it.
The Immortal Luck Hall was perched even higher, soaring into the clouds, as if overlooking the vast expanse of the earth.
As Chen Dengming and his companions entered the hall and traversed the long corridor to the spacious heart of the hall, they beheld a burly figure on a dais behind a bead curtain, dealing with numerous affairs. His overwhelming aura weighed heavily on their hearts, as if brimming with earth-shattering power.
Despite being a Nascent Soul True Monarch, he was scrutinizing every single report on the war situation that had been passed on to him. His piercing gaze was filled with cautiousness, as though unwilling to miss the slightest detail.
Surprisingly, this figure was the sole person in the entire Immortal Luck Hall, with not even a servant in sight.
