The Stone Capital was majestic, and the New Emperor had ascended the throne; dragons' energy surged, and every powerful Cultivator could feel it and was greatly shocked.
"Long live the Emperor, may he live forever!"
On the streets, people were shouting with voices so grand that many civilians joined in the roar, creating resonance—a manifestation of the Imperial Dragon Energy, originating from these people.
Squad after squad of soldiers marched through the main streets, the city remaining in martial law due to the unrelieved tension. The New Emperor had just ascended to the throne and had swept through the Cultivators of the three sects; there were many matters to be deployed next.
The Imperial Palace's main complex was constructed entirely out of golden rock, shimmering with a pale golden glow, looking both majestic and sacred, radiating an air of solemn authority.
