Boom!
A massive tremor spread from the sky to the earth, and all of Flame Capital shook!
"An earthquake!?"
"Fire! Fire!"
"What happened!?"
Countless residents, jolted awake, fled their homes in panic. Many were wearing nothing but late-autumn pajamas, while others ran out half-dressed. Some even smashed straight through their walls—not because the walls were poorly made, but because martial artists in a state of extreme panic could easily crash through walls.
Many others sat blankly on their beds, completely unable to understand what had happened. The earth dragon turning over was practically a legend to the people of Flame Capital. Within the Nine Domains of Huiyao, the capital region was the only place untouched by natural disasters. Droughts, floods, earthquakes, blizzards, torrential rain, typhoons, and the like had occurred only a handful of times throughout history. Every disaster was a spectacle that happened "once in several centuries."
Many people guessed that the Holy Sword Huiyao regulated the weather, or that the imperial family possessed some divine weapon capable of ensuring favorable weather in certain regions. In any case, the people of Flame Capital were the slowest to react to natural disasters. After all, they had never truly experienced one.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As the sound of the tremors drew closer, many people instinctively began searching for their source. Then someone suddenly shouted, "Look up there!"
Countless people in Flame Capital raised their heads.
From the direction of the Imperial Court, a man dressed in a pure-white robe walked through the night sky. Countless gold foil strips were sewn into the edges of his robe, and even its surface had been painted with luminous dye. His entire body glittered.
He wore a pair of red boots gilded with gold. With every step he took, the red boots stamped a smear