Arthur stored the Emperor's Seal carefully within his soul space. The artifact disappeared from his hand in a flash of golden light. The moment it settled into place, he felt the connection strengthen between himself and the world. The seal pulsed with steady power that resonated through his entire being.
He turned his attention back to the Great Emperor Pavilion disciples still standing before him. They watched him with expressions of absolute reverence and loyalty. Their eyes held no doubt, only complete faith in his authority.
Liang Xiuying stepped forward carefully. Her injured side still bothered her, but she stood straight despite the pain. "Lord Emperor, we have waited generations for this moment. The Great Emperor Pavilion has never wavered from its true purpose."
