Hundred Spirits City was the largest main city on the Hundred Spirits Continent.
Every so often, it held the King Worship Ceremony, requiring every faction on the continent to send representatives to pay homage to the Hundred Spirits King, ruler of the Hundred Spirits Continent, and offer tribute.
The King Worship Ceremony was about to begin.
The already immensely prosperous Hundred Spirits City had become even more crowded with visitors.
At the heart of Hundred Spirits City stood a sprawling complex of towering palaces.
Within the lavish Hundred Spirits Palace, drums and music resounded while songs and dances filled the air.
In a more secluded area, two middle-aged men sat cross-legged, their expressions stern and grave.
Beside them, a Palace Dress Beauty in red was holding the hand of a young woman at her side.
The young woman had a slender figure and skin like snow. Her exquisite oval face was breathtakingly beautiful, while her long, narrow eyes carried a trace of alluring charm.
Her red dress revealed her lovely curves.
Her waist was slim enough to grasp in one hand, and her jade-like legs were long, fair, and straight.
"Ah..."
Hong Ling sighed softly. She had never imagined that her decision to return to the Hundred Spirits Continent after graduating from the Myriad Phoenix Spiritual Academy would turn out to be a mistake.
If not for her, why would the Hundred Spirits King, ruler of the Hundred Spirits Continent, have set his sights on the tiny Northern Spiritual Realm?
The Northern Spiritual Alliance might have been imposing, but its influence was limited to the Northern Spiritual Realm.
There were simply too many regions countless times stronger than the Northern Spiritual Realm.
Although they had repeatedly rejected the Hundred Spirits King's invitations, there was no way to stop him.
Now,