The group of immortals flew to the city's outskirts but showed no intention of stopping. Instead, they flew straight to the city's center and landed directly on top of a palace. They then transformed into a radiant light and descended straight down.

At this moment, an elderly man stood with his hands behind his back on the steps in front of the palace's main hall. He had a white beard and hair, and although his expression appeared weary, his demeanor had a hidden determination.

He was dressed in a black robe decorated with an embroidered pattern of a soaring dragon, giving him a splendid and extraordinary appearance. A faint sense of nobility circulated around him.

It was a genuine aura of nobility, the kind of presence that seemed to reign over the world. If an ordinary person were to stand before him, they might not even dare to lift their gazes.

The man was indeed the current emperor of the Dragon Dynasty—Emperor Fraener Drayke.

Standing beside him was an old eunuch, and he loo