Prosperous Capital, the great capital of Liao.
The court was silent, the tribes mute.
The central Imperial Palace within the Liao Capital was the [Shepherd Elder Palace], which had two halls. The front hall was used for court audiences, though court was seldom convened, while the rear hall was where the Emperor rested-the Xiao Clan's private sanctum.
Today, however, the front hall of the Shepherd Elder Palace was packed with people. Nearly all the important figures of the various tribes had arrived.
Apart from the Shulü and Yelü clans, the four most renowned surnames were Helian, Murong, Yuwen, and Tuoba. Each had a Purple Mansion Peak cultivator presiding over it, and most could trace some connection to a Golden Core cultivator among their ancestors.
The Tuoba family was the most illustrious of them all, yet their delegation today was modest. They had sent only a Wu Earth Purple Mansion cultivator with one Divine Ability; the King of Wei was nowhere to be seen.
Countless fierce beasts were carved into the hall's ceiling, mostly jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards, with the occasional falcon, rabbit, or rat. They were so lifelike that they seemed to be watching the people below.
At the very center was a mighty sky wolf, looking down directly upon a towering, cold, hard throne of cold iron. Seated upon it was a ruler dressed in an iron-gray imperial robe.
Xiao Xian's gaze was distant. He kept staring absently at the wind and clouds outside the hall doors, without saying a word.
Figures stood on either side of the throne.
On the left stood a young man clad in Sky Wolf Heavy Armor, his gaze as cold as swords and knives. The iron-gray divine eye between his brows was exceedingly sinister, with all manner of True Fire ghosts and