Night fell, and lanterns lit up.
The shock and clamor of the coronation ceremony gradually settled, but the heat in Spirit City had not faded. Instead, it had shifted to the Spirit City Grand Hotel in the heart of the city, a place reserved for receiving the most distinguished guests.
A grand celebratory banquet hosted by Spirit Hall was being held here.
The Royal Families of the Two Great Empires, the Upper Three Sects, the Lower Four Sects, powerful figures from the various kingdoms and duchies, deans of renowned Soul Master Academies...
The hall was packed with guests, cups were raised in constant toasts, and the air was fragrant with perfume.
As for the lesser families and smaller factions, they did not even qualify to set foot inside.
The focus of the banquet was naturally Jiang Zhen, Taiyi Douluo, who had just been crowned today and was enjoying unparalleled acclaim.
He still wore that blue-and-white ceremonial outfit. Amid the nobles clad in lavish attire, he appeared especially fresh and refined, yet the aura surrounding him made him the undisputed center of attention.
Ice Empress, Snow Empress, Lan Xi, and Dugu Bo stayed close by his side, likewise drawing countless curious, reverent, and probing gazes.
As the banquet reached its climax, Qian Daoliu, the Great Worshipper and the pillar of Spirit Hall, slowly walked over to Jiang Zhen.
A gentle smile rested on his face as his gaze swept across the hall.
The previously boisterous banquet hall swiftly fell silent at his movement, and everyone focused their eyes on these two strong people standing at the pinnacle of the continent.
Qian Daoliu took a token from his robes.
This token differed from the one Xue Qinghe had given earlier. It was a warm pale gold throughout, neither metal nor jade in