Since the sky was covered, the heavens began to show their holiness

"Is this the capital of the Yulan Empire? It is truly extremely prosperous!"

Zhou Xian looked at the bustling streets in front of him, and his inner shock was hard to suppress. He couldn't help but mutter to himself. Along the way, he had seen many big cities, but the grand scene of the imperial capital in front of him still impressed him deeply. There were shops lined up on the street, with a dazzling array of signs, pedestrians shoulder to shoulder, and the sounds of hawking and talking and laughing intertwined into a melody of the market, which made him truly feel the vigorous vitality of this city.

Although there are no modern cars and tall buildings, this imperial capital has its own ancient and charming charm. The air seems to be filled with a magical glow, and every brick and stone, every alley, is filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

In the city, magic elements roam freely. Street vendors shout loudly, and the fruits and vegetables on the stalls are full and juicy with the magic of preservation. Street performers wave their hands casually, and magic turns into lively light and shadow, attracting children to laugh and chase. Many of the clothes and accessories of passers-by have hidden magic mechanisms, and they will shine with light and color with a slight movement. Here, magic has long been integrated into life and has become a part of everyone's daily life, creating a fantastic and vivid urban picture.

"As expected of a world-renowned magical kingdom, I'm really curious about what the other empires are like."

Zhou Xian's eyes flashed with a glimmer of exploration, and he muttered to himself. Witnessing the unique scene of the Yulan Empire, he quietly had the idea of ​​traveling to other empires. In his opinion, since they were as famous as the Yulan Empire, those empires must also have their own wonders, and they must not be inferior to them. Maybe they will bring more unexpected shocks and surprises.

Just as Zhou Xian was full of joy and was planning to take a good look around this magical city, a burst of neat and powerful footsteps suddenly came. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of people coming towards them aggressively.

This team of soldiers was wearing heavy iron armor, which was engraved with complicated and mysterious magic patterns. Faint blue light flickered along the patterns. These patterns seemed to have life, constantly flowing and interweaving, emitting a mysterious power. Just by looking at them from a distance, one could feel the indestructible momentum, as if any attack would become invisible in front of this magic-enhanced iron armor.

"You two, His Majesty invites you."

The leading knight rolled off the griffin neatly, knelt on one knee, pounded his right fist heavily on his left chest with a dull sound, and performed a standard imperial etiquette. He raised his head slightly, with a bit of respect in his eyes, and said to Zhou Xian.

This sudden scene made Zhou Xian startled, and he subconsciously frowned, with the Chinese character "川" (Chuan) gathered between his eyebrows. However, he soon felt relieved, thinking to himself that he had just arrived and acted in a high-profile manner. As the king of a country, it was not difficult for him to control the whereabouts of an outsider like himself.

After all, in the Yulan Empire, the emperor holds supreme power, and his spies are everywhere. It is easy for him to know his every move. Thinking of this, Zhou Xian slowly relaxed his frown, put on a perfect smile, and asked politely, "I wonder why your majesty summoned me suddenly? We are new here, and we are really terrified."

The knight raised his lips slightly, revealing a polite smile, but did not answer directly. He just stood up, stretched out his right hand elegantly, made a gesture of invitation, and said respectfully: "Please follow me, His Majesty is waiting for you in the palace."

Hearing the knight's words, Zhou Xian's brows were instantly twisted into a knot, and a barely perceptible trace of vigilance flashed across his face.

After all, I killed one of their Holy Magisters not long ago. Holy Magisters are powerful people standing at the top of the magic world and are also very important figures in the Yulan Empire. Even though the Yulan Empire is a big country with a lot of Holy Magisters, every loss is a deep pain for the empire. At this moment, the emperor of the Yulan Empire invited him to the palace, which made me think of the possibility of raising an army to punish him.

Just as Zhou Xian was hesitating, he glanced at Zoe beside him from the corner of his eye. After thinking for a moment, he nodded and followed a group of soldiers to the palace, intending to take a look at the person who was in power in this empire.

A group of people sat on the griffin, passing through the sky as fast as the wind. The strong air blew past his ears, and Zhou Xian squinted his eyes, overlooking the imperial capital below. The streets were busy with traffic, and the bustling crowds were like dense ant colonies. The shops on the street were scattered, and the signs were shining in the sunlight. The rising fireworks and the prosperous scene were intertwined.

The people on the ground looked at the flock of griffins flying across the sky and couldn't help but talk about it. You know, this is the imperial capital of the Magnolia Empire. Except for those powerful saints who are extraordinary and stand at the top of the continent, ordinary magicians don't even have the qualifications to fly. If they violate the rules, they will be ruthlessly punished by the Empire Magician Corps.

On the street, a ninth-level mage in a long robe and a pointed hat was looking up, following the group of people riding griffins flying quickly in the sky. His face was full of confusion, and he stroked his beard gently, muttering to himself: "These are not ordinary griffins, they are obviously exclusive to the palace guards. They are rarely seen on weekdays. Why did they suddenly come out in full force today?"

His words attracted the attention of the people around him. A young magician echoed, "Yes, I have lived in the imperial capital for so long, and I have only seen it a few times. Could it be that something big happened in the palace?"

"Could it be an invasion by foreign enemies?" Another voice came from the crowd, instantly causing a small commotion. Everyone whispered to each other, with worried looks on their faces.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Our empire has a high priest in charge. How could any foreign enemy be so desperate?" An elderly magician looked solemn, with an unquestionable certainty in his tone.

"What nonsense are you talking about? We have a high priest in charge of our empire. How could any foreign enemy be so careless?" An elderly magician in a simple robe and with white hair and beard glared at the man who spoke nonsense. His eyes were full of majesty and his tone was full of unquestionable certainty. He raised his chin slightly, with a hint of pride on his face, and continued, "The high priest is a god-level strongman. There are only three of them in the entire continent. With the high priest here, those who have evil intentions will have to consider their own weight even if they just think about it."

After hearing this, the people around him nodded in agreement, and the worry on their faces faded a little. A young magician's eyes were full of admiration, and he couldn't help asking: "Senior, how powerful are the god-level masters? I have only heard of them, but never seen them."

The old magician narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was lost in memories. After a moment, he slowly spoke: "The God-level strong are beings that transcend the mundane. They can move mountains and fill the sea with a thought, and change the world with a wave of their hands. I was lucky enough to see the high priest take action from afar. The scene was truly a scene of the sky collapsing and the earth splitting, and the sun and moon losing their light."

As everyone listened, expressions of shock appeared on their faces and their eyes were filled with awe.

(End of this chapter)