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The grand procession moved mightily, heading out of the imperial palace.
The Ancestral Worship Ceremony was a reflection of a flourishing era, and the royal family had made ample preparations for the event.
Just the vehicles carrying the offerings alone numbered up to nine hundred, followed by a retinue of ministers and powerful figures from all factions.
A procession tens of thousands strong, resembling a luxurious golden dragon, exited from the palace. Once they had left the palace, the commoners who had already been waiting on both sides of Vermilion Bird Avenue also followed closely behind.
The procession grew larger and larger, the majestic era more and more splendid.
This was an event that directly involved millions of people.
Yang Kun stood by Emperor Qian's side, his face adorned with a brilliant smile, "Father Emperor, under your rule the Great Qian Dynasty has grown even stronger. The scale of this Ancestral Worship Ceremony is indeed unprecedentedly grand!"
