The Light Tower Master raised his right hand and waved it gently. Suddenly, the air turned entirely golden, blocking everyone's vision. The intense golden light enveloped the bodies of the twenty-eight envoys, creating a strange sensation. As Ye Yinzhu was surrounded by the golden light, he suddenly felt as if a penetrating gaze was on him but by the time he looked in the direction of that gaze, his surroundings had already turned into a golden ocean.
A dim light flashed, and in the next moment, Ye Yinzhu and his companions found themselves in another place, or rather, back in a familiar place. It was outside the city gate of Faran, the Pegasus Gate where they had originally entered. Not far away, the camp where Reaper 500 and the two thousand Dragon Cavalry of the Milan Empire were stationed was quiet.
