In the vast hall, a profound silence lingered, broken only by the flow of time as if the air had solidified.
After an indeterminate amount of time, a sound finally emerged from the lofty place above.
Just a single, brief word, yet it carried the overwhelming majesty from the heavens above.
"Proclaim!"
This word struck heavily upon the woman below, making any notion of refusal impossible.
Outside the palace gates, a piercing cold wind howled as it swept in, kicking up the dust from the ground.
Lu Xuan's dark black robe fluttered loudly as he stood there like a statue.
This feeling?
Lu Xuan raised his gaze toward the towering palace gate ahead, his eyes full of apprehension and caution.
This was a feeling that made even a martial artist of the Divine Mansion Realm tremble with fear.
For the first time since practicing martial arts, Lu Xuan had this urge to immediately flee a thousand miles away.
