The pure white bionic wings of light scattered into firefly-like fragments resembling shattered jade, and the halos slowly faded away layer by layer.
Qian Daoliu, Xu Yanqiu, Qian Xunzong, Qian Xunji, and their party of over a thousand returned through the air from the docks of Vast Sea City.
Viewed from high above, the flowing stream of light stretched across heaven and earth, sweeping over rolling green mountains and sparkling rivers as it raced toward the imperial capital of the Spirit Hall Empire.
In merely a few breaths, the vast party landed steadily upon the expansive white jade plaza before the main gates of the imperial palace.
Kong Deming raised a hand and formed a seal. The gleaming white giant wings created by the Ninth-Level Peak Bionic Flying Soul Tool dissolved piece by piece, becoming specks of faint light that vanished into the evening breeze.
On both sides of the plaza, the Royal Guard stood in solemn formation, clad in dark armor gilded with gold. Their long spears pointed diagonally toward the ground, while their armor reflected a cold, dignified gleam beneath the setting sun.
Seeing the royal figures land, every guard dropped to one knee in unison. Armor plates clashed together, producing a crisp, resounding chorus of metallic rings.
"Welcome His Majesty back to the palace! Welcome Her Majesty the Empress home! Welcome the Crown Prince and the Second Prince on their triumphant return!"
The cries of over a thousand people rang out in perfect unison, wave after wave of sound sweeping across the palace plaza, their echoes reverberating between the towering palace walls.
Qian Daoliu wore an imperial robe adorned with golden dragon patterns. In the past, he had ruled over vast lands, his gaze sharp as a blade, every movement carrying the majesty of an emperor.
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