"What a powerful aura!"
"Fire Qilin! It's that calamitous Fire Qilin!"
"I heard that Fire Qilin was once severely wounded by our Emperor Supreme, then subdued by the Black Wind Stronghold Master, who borrowed its power to resolve the natural disasters in Song State. Now that the Black Wind Stronghold Master has brought Fire Qilin here, could he be standing up for it?"
Inside the imperial palace, countless people saw the dragon's shadow in the sky and the enormous Fire Qilin being dragged along. All of them were uneasy and terrified.
Even the well-trained, rigorously disciplined Shenwu Guards could not help changing color when they felt the savage pressure crashing down from the heavens.
It was the junction between noon and early afternoon on the following day. The sun hung high overhead, its light bathing the earth.
Jiang Dali wore the pitch-black Heavenly Tribulation Armor. With his visor removed, his rough, stern face was revealed. Rather than rashly ordering the Demon Dragon to dive down at once, he stood proudly beside Nie Renwang, looking down from high above at the neatly deployed, imposing Shenwu Guards within and outside the imperial palace. He had the air of one surveying the realm, chatting and laughing with calm composure, filling all those below who looked up at him with reverence, as though gazing upon a lofty mountain.
"Brother Nie, with your eye for such things, how does the number of experts in Shenwu Kingdom's imperial palace compare to Old Zhu's Ming State palace?"
Nie Renwang's eyes shone as he sensed the auras below. He smiled in admiration. "The Shenwu Kingdom Human Emperor truly deserves his former title as Supreme. This palace is indeed filled with experts, and their auras are linked as one. I fear they are all highly skilled in formations and