"Heavens..." Ningyan breathed in quiet wonder.
The pagoda rose before them like a grand pillar connecting heaven and earth, its countless tiers disappearing into the swirling clouds above. It was the tallest structure in all of Earth City, renowned for its vast collection of ancient, powerful artifacts.
It was impossible not to be fascinated.
Ningyan walked alongside Rong Chao and Tang Ruifeng while Yan Wuhen lingered casually nearby. Rong Yue, however, was nowhere to be seen.
No one seemed particularly concerned by his absence, well aware that the White Tiger King was more than capable of taking care of himself.
Still, Ningyan couldn't help but feel curious; the lion beasts had clearly gotten under Rong Yue's skin. He really should have just executed them.
At the grand entrance, several guards bowed deeply before ushering them through the heavy wooden gates.
The moment Ningyan stepped inside, his violet eyes widened.
