At this moment, the newborn Da Chang was shrouded in a mystical veil of divine right, its legitimacy beyond doubt.
Before the Fire Dragon descended, the crowd watched the coronation banquet with detached interest.
Everyone knew this was a usurpation, a mere formality, using the mandate of heaven to silence the masses.
What made it acceptable was that this transfer of power was dignified, lacking the bloodshed and violence one might have expected, and even showed favor to the former dynasty.
When Xu Yong put on the crown, and the Fire Dragon appeared, the crowd erupted in astonishment, many stunned into stillness.
What were they seeing?
A Divine Dragon! A Fire Dragon!
A real Divine Dragon, there for all to see under the scrutinizing eyes of over a hundred thousand people.
"Is this real?" In the crowd, Li Changsheng couldn't believe his eyes and turned to the person beside him, perhaps he had seen wrong.
"It's real, I saw it too!" the person gulped, incredulous.
