The rest of the journey was much more comfortable, practically a leisurely stroll. Apart from a few scouts who needed to investigate the surroundings, almost everyone in the main force had nothing to do but follow Patrick.
Lorewalker Cho and Taran Zhu exchanged glances, shock filling both their eyes. It seemed the army that had arrived this time was stronger than they had imagined. So what if Erbatal carried a fragment of the Sha of Anger? Those Sha were weak, and they could not withstand the burning of Arcane Flame either.
The army reached a gate with a golden roof and white walls. This was their destination, the Gate of the August Celestials.
The gate was tightly locked. Looking over the wall, Patrick could see a layer of golden mist inside the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, though it was already very thin. A raised mechanism at the very center of the gate gave off a faint glow.
"This is the gate into the Vale of Eternal Blossoms, but to pass through it, we must obtain the power of the Four August Celestials," Taran Zhu explained to Patrick.
Patrick, however, felt something entirely different. He sensed a power calling to him, as though someone were waiting for him.
Without answering Taran Zhu, Patrick floated up to the mechanism, and the phantom of a Pandaren appeared before them.
"Y-Your Majesty." Taran Zhu's expression changed drastically. He had never imagined he would meet the emperor here.
"This... Your Majesty." Lorewalker Cho was likewise too astonished to speak.
At the sight of Emperor Shaohao, a great swath of the other Pandaren fell to their knees. This emperor, who had once given everything, even his life, for all of Pandaria, was the eternal sovereign in every Pandaren's heart.
"I have waited a long time for