The screams around him were perhaps the most unpleasant sounds Jue Tian had ever heard in his life.
At that moment, those sounds were so piercing that they made him want to lose his temper and go mad.
"Oh my god! This isn't an illusion, is it? I actually saw a Superior-Grade Palace?"
"More than merely superior-grade—this palace is absolutely the finest among superior-grade palaces. Look at the material on those corners, look at its lines and design. Even through the protective shield, it is still so extraordinary. I've been studying palaces for so many years, yet I've never seen one so exquisite."
"Quick, get a shot! Hey, hey! Why did it speed up? I haven't even figured out this palace's origins yet!"
"Fuck, this isn't the Imperial Race's Bridal Fleet? I thought it was! Hurry, hurry, chase after it! We have to see which great figure has arrived on Witch Star!"
Nearly half the people around them were palace enthusiasts. When they saw the magnificent palace accelerate forward, it was like watching a duck fly away just as it reached their mouths. Unable to hold themselves back any longer, they immediately gave chase.
As they moved, they swept the crowd along with them.
People were prone to following the herd, even gods. Besides, in a place like Witch Star, ordinary gods were nothing special.
Influenced by those brainless palace fanatics, everyone around them rushed off in pursuit of the enormous palace that had just swept across the sky.
With a Rolls Royce around, who would still look at a BMW?
Once the spectators left, the scene instantly became rather awkward.
Jue Tian's fleet slowly passed over the empty streets, and his expression looked as ugly as if his mother had died.
"Who the hell is it? This is clearly