Hua Wei's gaze swept across the ruins of the Imperial Palace of Terra, over the people wearing varying expressions, before finally meeting the Emperor's eyes. He gave a slight nod.
No further words were needed. Their next course of action was already clear.
He raised a hand. There was no exaggerated surge of energy, only a casual wave.
In an instant, space began to reconstruct and fold without end.
Everyone felt the scenery around them ripple and blur like reflections on water, then become clear and stable in the blink of an eye.
The spatial transfer was completed soundlessly, causing no physical discomfort whatsoever, as though they had been standing here from the start.
Before them lay an entirely different sight.
No longer were they surrounded by the broken walls and ruins of the Imperial Palace of Terra, but by the vast and boundless starry sky.
In the distance, that immense rift stretching across the universe, exuding an ominous and chaotic aura, silently spoke of the carnage and wounds that had come before.
This heaven-and-earth-altering method once again silently demonstrated the unfathomable might of the Hilling Emperor.
"Brother!"
Hua Wei had barely solidified when a delighted cry shattered the silence of the starfield.
The petite figure in a black dress completely ignored everyone present, turning into a streak of light and hurling herself straight into Hua Wei's embrace. Her little head affectionately rubbed against his chest, like a younger sister returning home after playing outside and finding someone to rely on.
A rare, gentle smile appeared on Hua Wei's face as he lightly patted Pandora's back.
"All right, everyone's watching."
Following Pandora's actions, every Hilling member present immediately cast aside their casual postures. They faced Hua Wei as one, placed a hand over their chests, and bowed. Their movements were