With the arrival of Tianqing Zi, the massive Tianqing Square immediately fell silent, so quiet that even the drop of a pin could be heard, as everyone's gaze fell upon Tianqing Zi, fervently watching him.
Today, Tianqing Zi was dressed in a white long robe, wearing a purple-gold crown, hands folded behind his back, standing atop the main position on Tianqing Square.
Tianqing Zi's majestic gaze swept over those below, seeing the enthusiastic eyes staring at him, each face filled with excitement, he nodded in satisfaction.
"I, as the City Lord, declare the start of the centennial Divine Clan battle!!!" Tianqing Zi said solemnly.
His words were like muffled thunder, echoing back and forth in the sky, roaring in everyone's ears.
"Long live the City Lord! Long live the City Lord! Long live the City Lord!!!"
The crowd below, a sea of people, used all their strength to scream and shout frantically, as if only in this way could they release their inner excitement.
