"Long live His Majesty, long live, long live!"
Lann Yuan, who possesses the Fiery Flame Tripod, is already brimming with an overwhelming aura.
At this moment, everyone only feels that Emperor Lann Yuan is akin to a Fire God descending from the heavens, immensely majestic. The civil and military officials of the Tianlan Empire, along with thirty thousand golden-armored soldiers, immediately kneel towards Lann Yuan, chanting for his long life.
Lann Yuan moved, instantly flying above the Fiery Flame Tripod, while he perceives the absolute power of the tripod beneath him, his gaze coldly observes the people kneeling in all directions, who are now all his captives. Now, he controls the lives of hundreds of thousands of martial artists.
Thinking of his current high spirits, and recalling the destitution of the past few months, living in the underworld, never seeing the sunlight outside, Lann Yuan sighs deeply in his heart.
