"Stop!"
In the tense moment when swords were drawn, a clear shout suddenly came, and then a young man in his twenties dressed in black gentleman's attire, with golden hair and blue eyes, handsome in appearance, walked over.
He gestured for the soldiers to stop, his gaze fixed on Empress Taiyang, and said to the surrounding people, "This is the Emperor of Dragon Country, Empress Taiyang.
She stands at the peak level of Saint-level power, worthy of being called a Saint Lord. With what you have in your hands, there is no way you can confront her. Put down your guns; this is a path to self-destruction."
What!?
Empress Taiyang!?
The soldiers in front of the White Stone Palace were shocked, looking at Empress Taiyang in disbelief. Their faces turned pale, their legs began to tremble, almost collapsing onto the ground.
Clank, clank, clank!!
The guns fell to the ground, and these guards of the Skyhawk Empire were completely dumbfounded, losing the strength even to hold their weapons.
