Yang Xiaotian and Princess Wan Ning flew through the sky, chatting leisurely as they made their way to the Myriad Gods Imperial Palace.
Princess Wan Ning occasionally let out soft laughter.
The maids following at a distance were surprised to see their princess behaving this way; she was usually proud and cold, never before so close with a man.
Moreover, today might well be the day she has laughed the most.
They had never seen their princess laugh so heartily before.
At that moment, the gates of the Imperial Capital were guarded by a large contingent of imperial powerhouses.
This large group of imperial elites was there by command of their Great Emperor, to welcome the arrival of Divine Yang from the Emperor Sanqian.
Everyone was looking forward with eager anticipation.
As all eyes were straining into the distance, several figures appeared on the horizon.