The sunset was like blood, and the sky was filled with fiery clouds.
Yet this fiery red, as it spilled over the imperial palace, was sacred, for it laced each of the sprawling palace buildings with golden edges, imbuing them with extraordinary tranquility and serenity.
It was as if this were the dwelling place of divine beings from an ancient temple, secluded in the deep mountains.
It was a strange feeling. Clearly, it was the capital of a nation, yet at this moment, it had taken on an unusual spirit, lofty and peaceful.
The towering imperial city, under the sunset, flowed with golden brilliance, dreamlike and majestic, as if the master of the divine realm had descended here, residing in this place.
"Boom!"
The tranquility was shattered, the ground trembled slightly, as dozens of people approached from the distance. Those in the lead radiated precious light, forming divine halos around their bodies, as if deities had descended to the dust!