Like an incomplete tower descending from the heavens, a pitch-black tower rose up in front of the temple's palace, seemingly occupying the central axis of heaven and earth.
So-called, Tian Yuan!
On the pitch-black tower, countless crying faces opened their mouths, roaring, shouting, and lamenting in unison.
The faces, either seemingly familiar or freshly seen, bore bloody tears and ferocity, with pitch-black eyes glaring at each ignorant intruder.
Hoarse voices emanated from every opening mouth, overlapping into a vast echo that shook the skies.
Praise, sing, extol...
The eternal Empire, supreme authority, the tower rises from the ground, piercing the heavens, and the supreme master shall eventually reign over all!
From the voice of praise, the flame eye at the top of the tower slowly opened, overlooking everything with pure malice and emotionless indifference.
A glance!
Bang!
