163: Rising Sun Realm

The people of Bezant Empire looked at Arthur as if he was a god as he ascended into the sky.

As Arthur stood in mid air, the people of Bezant Empire clasped their hands, full of devotion to this young king who stepped closer to godhood.They felt a profound sense of aspiration.

Years of unwavering dedication, countless hours of rigorous cultivation, and unyielding determination had led him to this moment—the threshold of enlightenment.

The air around him crackled with energy, gathering the dark clouds from near and far, turning the day as if it was a pitch dark night within a brief moment.

The golden radiant light that he exuded bathed the landscape in a warm embrace, casting long shadows that danced along the path before him.

Arthur's heart pounded in his chest, a rhythmic cadence that mirrored the harmony of the universe.