The Star Luo military camp lay in deathly silence.
Dai Hao stood on the raised platform before the Marshal's Tent, his face so dark it seemed ready to drip water.
He could clearly feel countless gazes behind him converging on his back.
Those gazes held shock, anger, frustration, bewilderment, and lingering resentment over Huo Yuhao's humiliating words.
Above all, they held disbelief that the Heaven Dou Eastern Army had taken the city so easily.
The Heaven Dou Eastern Army, long treated as a training ground, now possessed Soul Tools that were far too advanced.
This instinctively reminded some soldiers transferred from the Western Army Group of the Sun Moon Empire west of the Mingdou Mountain Range.
Yet just as Dai Hao was about to order them to retake the city, Huo Yuhao, who had kept his gaze fixed here from midair, made a gesture that Dai Hao found even more humiliating.
Before everyone's eyes, Huo Yuhao actually put on his Azure Dragon King Robe, calm and unhurried.
Huo Yuhao spread his arms, his movements carrying an almost ritual solemnity.
The Azure Dragon King Robe, which represented the Heaven Dou Empire's supreme authority and glory, draped itself over him as though alive.
Its sleeves stirred without wind, snapping sharply.
Then the phantom of an azure dragon a hundred feet long coiled and rose around Huo Yuhao, unleashing a heart-shaking dragon roar.
At that moment, Huo Yuhao was no longer merely a powerful fighter, but the Azure Dragon King of the Heaven Dou Empire!
A pillar of the empire whose exalted standing surpassed even Dai Hao, the White Tiger Duke!
In the most direct, unquestionable manner, he laid his identity, his status, and the vast imperial power behind him bare before Dai Hao and the entire Star Luo army, with overwhelming pressure!