Flags fluttered wildly, and the air rang with the sounds of drums and bugles. With a big smile on his face, King Yang Qiu slowly floated down from the Supreme Tower toward the cloud platform, where his field headquarters was located. Tens of thousands of soldiers, their armors polished to a brilliant finish, held their heads up and stuck their chests out as they watched him slowly descend with feverish enthusiasm, cheering at the top of their lungs.