The evening colors slowly advanced little by little, at last blanketing the enormous White Dragon City. But even though night was here, it couldn’t suppress the liveliness of the city. The sounds of people bubbled up into the skies. Even from far away, others could still feel the flourishing city.
White Dragon City was especially lively today. The cause was the piece of news that’d recently been released from the auction house at noon. It was regarding the Sovereign Spirit Treasury.
A Sovereign Spirit Treasury.
Those few words alone were enough to redden the eyes of many. Everyone clearly understood the weight those words held.
Sovereign, a name meant for the true experts of this Great Thousand World. Only existences of that level could qualify to become the Lord of a Continent. Only people like them possess the qualifications to gain such authority.
