The surroundings, which had originally been desolate, suddenly grew more and more crowded.
Especially after that man appeared, everyone surged in this direction as if they had gone nearly mad.
Of course, they all kept repeating the same words, seemingly saying that the man before them was invincible, an unparalleled monster who could not be defeated. Even Uchiha Hiko, with talents ordinary people could never possess, was likely no match for this terrifying existence.
"Crack."
Before the man even moved, violent winds ravaged the area. Everyone clutched their ears and barely managed to remain standing, their faces flushed red from the pressure.
The man was draped in yellow robes, his eyes dim like stars. His entire body radiated an overwhelming aura, a presence that suppressed everyone and brought them inescapable pressure of harm.
"Draped in yellow robes, detached from worldly strife... Could he be?"
A terrified man covered his mouth and pointed incredulously at the man walking toward them step by step, crying out words that even he found unbelievable.
After the man shouted, the others all turned to look in his direction, their eyes filled with disbelief, because he was His Majesty.
By all reason, an emperor who sat high above should never have come to such a remote, impoverished place. Yet he had appeared here, which clearly meant something unbelievable had happened. Otherwise, why would he possibly be here?
"He is the emperor. He is the current emperor." The crowd began trembling as they spoke, as if the man before them was immensely powerful, an existence with virtually no rivals here.
"Finally here?" Uchiha Hiko looked directly at the middle-aged man draped in yellow robes, the man emanating such a domineering aura, and curled his lips in disdain.
So what if he was the Second Prince? So what