Of course, the Stele of Fortune was not invincible. If it encountered an overly powerful enemy, or if the Kylin Holy Land itself messed things up, it would still face annihilation.
"The Emperor is truly righteous!" the crowd shouted, cupping their hands. They appeared respectful on the surface, but in their hearts, they were utterly impatient. He's been talking non-stop!
"Alright, let's begin the ritual for the 'East Border Stele'!"
After a lengthy speech, the Kylin Great Emperor's expression turned serious. His hands formed a series of gestures, and the brilliant power of Imperial Laws circulated around him, emitting a golden ray of light that shot into the boundless Sea of Fortune.
Instantly, the Sea of Fortune stirred, creating massive waves. It seemed as though a terrifying entity was attempting to cross the endless Sea of Fortune to descend upon the mortal world.
"Rise!" the Kylin Great Emperor roared, his hands lifted high.
