Ze Pei cradled the small-scale "segment" resting in his palm, clearly sensing the immense energy it contained. It seemed that he understood how to use it as soon as he had gotten hold of it.
Ze Pei cried out and clenched his fist forcefully. The segment in his palm suddenly surged into a flagpole over two meters tall. The flagpole emitted bursts of golden light and seemed to be surrounded by a fragrant aura, to which Ze Pei was exceedingly delighted.
"This object appears to make nearby enemies feel the might of the flagpole and submit to it. The flagpole represents the majesty of the Empire," Ze Pei told Zang Murenqing.
Zang Murenqing then hoisted this flag and said, "Ha ha, this must be the Empire's military flag. Wherever the flag points, armies and horses surge toward it; it seems to enhance the military's combat power. Can it really be this mystical?"