Seeing the light rising from the Dragon Palace, Xing Ba let out a low shout.
"His Majesty's Imperial Carriage is here. Lower your head!"
As he spoke, he had already lowered his head and knelt on one knee.
Hong Zhuang was startled. She quickly shifted her gaze to her feet. Her entire body was still weak, and she no longer even had the strength to flee.
Her mind was a complete mess.
The Imperial Carriage!
That giant dragon was actually the Imperial Carriage of a throne.
Which throne had arrived?
She had once caught a distant glimpse of a throne's figure and had been so frightened that she could not move.
Now, a throne's Imperial Carriage was right before her eyes. It was her first time getting so close to one of the thrones, and she could no longer restrain herself. Her teeth began to chatter.
To all living beings in Yanfu,
the thrones were supreme beings. They could be said to be their natural enemies.
As for the seven Desolate Gods, they were even more like divine beings.
However, after Yanfu became separated from the mortal world, the Desolate Gods seemed to have vanished as well. Almost no one had seen them, and no one knew whether they still existed.
But the thrones truly existed!
There were twelve of them in total. It was said that the first three possessed combat strength capable of matching the Desolate Gods.
As for whether the rumors were exaggerated or true, Hong Zhuang did not know.
Hong Zhuang only knew that even the lowest-ranked throne could easily crush her to death.
Therefore, at this moment, let alone raising her head to look, she did not even dare move a finger.
Lu Gong, however, did not lower his head. Though the throne's aura put