In the imperial palace, magnificent halls towered, brimming with dragon aura. A misty, colorful light enveloped the place, making it appear otherworldly, hazy and blurred.
The War King and the old imperial bodyguard were very satisfied. The speed of repair was staggering; they had not expected the Human Emperor's Seal to be so extraordinary, capable of overseeing the restoration of the ancient formations.
As time passed, the entire imperial palace's atmosphere transformed, becoming more solemn and sacred. Each massive hall emitted a golden light, as if they were the palaces of the higher realms.
"It's almost there. The array has been restored by ninety percent. The rest can be dealt with slowly," said the War King.
Shi Hao was also very pleased. The progress was defying the heavens; the Divine Spirit Formations that had been shattered in the great calamity were all reviving, gradually reclaiming their formidable aura.
