At the center of the world, a magnificent imperial palace stood towering between heaven and earth.
The enormous palace blotted out the sky and sun, suspended high in the heavens.
Golden dragon patterns shone within the imperial palace, their golden radiance veiling the sun. The entire palace stretched for ten thousand miles, floating high in the void as though connected to the whole world.
Within the imperial palace, an Emperor dozens of feet tall sat in the hall, gazing out over the world alone.
An oppressive aura seemed to envelop all of heaven and earth. Outside the palace stood a group of people. They did not enter, merely watching the hall with piercing gazes.
The Emperor looked at those outside the hall. He seemed to have anticipated this and showed no surprise.
"Your Majesty, why not come out for a talk?" A voice from outside carried into the imperial palace.
Seated alone in the hall, the Emperor heard those words, slowly rose to his full height of dozens of feet, and walked outside.
His movements seemed capable of stirring the very aura between heaven and earth.
Looking at the group before him, the Emperor let out a deep sigh without speaking.
Among those outside, the Middle-aged Man at their head showed no astonishment at the Emperor's towering stature. He then asked in puzzlement, "Your Majesty does not seem surprised?"
The Emperor nodded and said in a low voice, "Of course I knew."
"You have never sat in this position. How could you know that I can actually see far more than you imagine?"
The Middle-aged Man before him froze, then thought it over and nodded. "True. Your Majesty is, after all, the supreme sovereign. Though you lack the power of Imperial Fortune, you bear Imperial Qi."
"It is hardly strange