Nearly every senior figure who held real power in the Great Luo Heavenly Domain had gathered inside the Great Luo Hall.
Figures crowded the hall, yet not a single stray sound could be heard.
An invisible yet crushing pressure permeated every inch of the air, leaving these powerhouses, who could ordinarily command the winds and clouds and make entire regions tremble, afraid even to turn their heads!
Their eyes remained lowered, fixed on the dark gold stone tiles beneath their feet, polished enough to reflect their faces.
At the highest point of the hall, a figure shrouded in rich golden light sat upon a naturally formed throne of golden stone.
The golden light flowed like liquid and gathered like the dawn, its shimmering haze wrapping the figure so tightly that only the vague outline of a golden cloak could be seen.
The figure's face, build, and even gender were impossible to discern.
Only a pair of golden eyes, so indifferent they seemed almost empty, gazed calmly down through the golden haze at the dense crowd below.
Wherever that gaze fell, even the light seemed to dim.
Below the dais, three figures stood respectfully at the very front: the Sleeping Emperor, the Spirit Vulture Emperor, and the Spirit Eye Emperor.
These three emperors, whose words could ordinarily decide the life and death of countless people in the Great Luo Heavenly Domain and who were revered by innumerable others, had now reined in all their sharpness and majesty beneath the golden radiance of that throne, their bearing deferential.
Before that golden figure, all the weight of their prestige and renown seemed as flimsy as paper.
Such was the might of the Great Luo Heavenly Domain's Domain Lord!
Mu Chen stood in the middle of the hall beside Nine Nether. Looking at the