267 Cross-Realm Expeditionary Army, the Myriad Heavens Race's War Machine, a People of Blood and Fire

Anhua City.

A quarter of an hour later.

This grand performance drew to a close.

Thud!

The Grand Governor's scepter struck the floor, producing another dull boom.

A waterfall-like torrent of green light instantly shot skyward from Cheng Han's body, creating another illusion of the Divine Banyan, towering majestically a thousand meters above the sky.

This counted as the closing ceremony.

"May the Divine Banyan endure forever! May Myriad Heavens prosper forever!"

Thunderous cries once again shook the heavens.

Never before had the hundreds of thousands of people in the city felt such heartfelt identification with the Divine Banyan and with Myriad Heavens.

And this was the power of propaganda!

Furthermore.

Everyone in the city noticed something.

Compared with the Divine Banyan at the opening ceremony, the details of this Divine Banyan illusion were visibly far clearer.

Take the texture of its trunk, for example.

The earlier trunk had seemed hazy and indistinct, as though it were shrouded in layers of faint mist.

Now, every last detail of the bark's texture was displayed with perfect clarity, exuding a naturally ancient beauty.

The common folk were bewildered, having no idea what this meant.

But the knowledgeable understood that this absolutely meant the Grand Governor had gained a much deeper mastery of mystic arts, which was why the illusion's precision had risen to a new level.

Soft exclamations of admiration came from the roof of the Parliament Building.

"That was so fast!"

"Incredible!"

Only a quarter of an hour had passed, yet there had already been visible progress. Who could fail to be convinced? Cheng Han, however, felt something else.

While casting the spell just now, he had discovered that his connection to the vast source of Source Energy had grown much closer, and it had become far easier to mobilize Source