Golden radiance covered the entire ancient vermilion manor.
It swept out from the ancient manor, shrouding nearly half the prefectural city.
As one of the Great Zhou Imperial Dynasty's original eighteen prefectures, Leixiao Prefecture's city was far beyond any county town in scale.
More than three million members of the Human Race lived in this prefectural city alone.
There were even quite a few half-demons besides the Human Race.
The entire prefectural city was divided into districts, each ruled by a major power.
And behind each of those major powers stood an Eighth-Order Demon Monarch.
At this moment, countless numb Human Race commoners raised their heads and looked toward the vast golden radiance.
Many Human Race Martial Artists were among them.
There were first-order, second-order, and third-order ones.
Yet even at the third order, they were still blood food for Demonic Creatures.
Only after advancing to the fourth order could they join the major power in their respective district and become lackeys of Demonic Creatures.
In truth, even becoming a lackey of Demonic Creatures was not safe. Every year, they still had to draw lots, and those who drew the best lot became food in the mouths of Demonic Creatures.
But it was still far safer than being a first-, second-, or third-order Martial Artist.
After all, if one was lucky enough—
Perhaps one could live for several more decades.
"What is this..."
The trembling old boxing master muttered in the martial arts hall. From this golden radiance, he sensed a majestic and grand aura utterly unlike Demonic Creatures or Evil Specters.
"What a warm feeling..."
An old woman with a cane and a hunched back stood at her doorway, murmuring softly.
She felt that it resembled a kind of power from ancient legends.
"This is—"
"Could it be the