"Let them in!"
The Blood Bat Clan Patriarch spoke grimly, clearly not on friendly terms with the Eastern Emperor.
"There's no need. This Emperor will enter on his own!"
At that moment, an awe-inspiring voice resounded, followed by eleven figures striding into the hall. Their momentum was overwhelming, dwarfing the grandeur of the palace entrance, yet carrying an oppressive force that instinctively drew all gazes toward them.
Leading the group was a man dressed in golden robes, his posture imperious. Half of his face was concealed behind a golden mask, with his long hair cascading down his back. His piercing eyes carried a stern demeanor devoid of frivolity.
It was none other than the Eastern Emperor of the Divine General Alliance!
The ten figures beside him were extraordinary in bearing, their gazes resembling the light of Primordial Creation, fixed on the Blood Bat Clan Patriarch with veiled hostility.
