Meanwhile, in Sirius Empire, the imperial capital, Sirius City.
The Sirius Empire occupied over seventy percent of Sirius, with vast territory, abundant resources, formidable national strength, and powerful armies.
The imperial capital, Sirius City, was the most prosperous, majestic, and impregnable city on the entire planet. Like an ancient beast crouching upon the earth, it radiated an air of majesty capable of suppressing all things. Its walls towered into the clouds, and countless experts resided within.
Within the Sirius Empire's administrative system, thirty-six first-tier cities were established below the imperial capital, surrounding it like stars around the moon.
The lord of every first-tier city was an expert of the Tenth Tier or above, guarding their respective region while commanding heavy troops.
Below the first-tier cities were another one hundred and eight second-tier cities, scattered across the land like satellites. They were governed by Ninth-Tier Peak experts, who managed their respective territories and daily affairs.
This was the true foundation that allowed the Sirius Empire to stand unshaken—a vast, well-structured, strictly hierarchical network of high-level combatants and bureaucrats.
At that moment, within Sirius Grand Hall, the grandest and most solemn hall at the heart of Sirius City, the atmosphere was so heavy it seemed ready to drip with water. Even the air appeared frozen.
The main seat of the hall stood empty, like a silent mountain. It belonged to the current Wolf Lord and symbolized supreme authority.
It was said that the old Wolf Lord had handed over daily state affairs to the crown prince, while he himself had entered the deepest form of secluded cultivation, cutting himself off from worldly matters as he sought a higher realm, longevity, and greater breakthroughs.
Below the main seat, a handsome young man in a purple robe embroidered with coiling pythons and a golden