Kela steadied his nerves, rattled by the hall's imposing aura. Step by step, he ascended toward the heart of the Sky Dragon Empire's power. His four companions trailed cautiously, heads bowed, as if treading on thin ice. For the first time, they felt the emperor's majesty—so overwhelming it pressed upon their souls.
"Earth Americas Alliance representatives, present!"
The sudden herald's cry jolted Kela's already frayed nerves. The five could scarcely believe that a power as formidable as the Sky Dragon Empire, with its unmatched technology, would stage such a grand entrance. To Kela, a scholar of ancient Chinese history, the intent was clear: a show of dominance. The empire meant to cow them—and it worked. Glancing at his four companions, Kela gave a wry shake of his head. Even he, prepared as he was, felt humbled. His team, having witnessed the empire's might, likely saw the Sky Dragon Empire as invincible, an unshakable truth etched in their minds.
Atop the grand hall, the empire's elders and ministers stood solemnly, eyes fixed on the entrance. Feitian, eyes half-closed, lounged on the imperial throne, exuding effortless authority. All awaited Kela's arrival.
As the five stepped into the hall, the air seemed to solidify, suffocating them. An invisible force struck their chests like a hammer, forcing them to cough up blood in unison. Just as suddenly, a cool breeze swept over them, erasing their discomfort and miraculously healing their wounds.
From their time in the empire, they knew only those with "great divine powers," as the empire termed it, could wield such might. Who could it be? Curiosity drove them to look up at the throne at the hall's center.
"Beautiful—no, beyond beauty." Their gaze fell on Tianxue, smiling gently. Her cultivated aura, like that of a celestial maiden untouched by mortal dust, left them spellbound. Their minds blanked, like a crashed computer, all thoughts erased. Her beauty defied words.
Feilong, unimpressed, let out a sharp humph. She was his mother, after all—her beauty didn't justify such shameless staring! Infused with his power, the sound snapped them back to reality while rekindling their freshly healed injuries. Tianxue shot her son a disapproving glare. Caught, Feilong grinned sheepishly.
Feitian, fully aware of every detail, watched the mother-son exchange with a faint smile. Kela, wiping blood from his lips, felt two piercing beams lock onto him. Looking up, he saw the man who'd seemed asleep on the throne now staring, eyes blazing.
God, please, no more—I'll die vomiting blood! Kela silently crossed himself.
No further assault came. Instead, his body felt lighter. Studying the trio on the throne—two in dragon robes—Kela, with keen insight, was certain the central figure was the Sky Dragon Empire's godlike emperor: Makino Feitian. Before this legendary man, Kela was too awestruck to speak.
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