Atop the sacrifice altar.
The Human King Seal is honored there.
Step by step, Zhou Ying ascends towards the altar.
Her face is calm, donned in a golden robe that touches the ground, rising step by step with her along the stairs behind her.
Below the altar.
Crowds of people look up at her.
"I really don't know if our Qianyuan Kingdom having its first empress is a good or bad thing."
Someone whispered.
"Silence! Don't you want to live?" murmuring in response.
Then he added, "Matters like this are not for common people like us to worry about. If she can make our lives better, then that's a good thing!"
"That's true!" The whisperer nodded.
...
Zhou Wei looked at his younger daughter at this moment. After putting on this robe, she seemed to suddenly transform into someone else, making him feel a certain sense of majesty.
Zhou Ling watched her continuing to ascend and nodded slowly: "Not bad!"
A moment later.
Zhou Ying reached the top of the altar.