Chapter 1141: Entering the Yellow Springs Again
At dawn, the sky was a hazy gray.
It was an hour usually reserved for silence, but on this day, Shangjing City was already bustling.
Today was the day the emperor would ascend the throne.
An endless stream of civil officials and military generals hurried along, all making their way toward the high vermilion walls that symbolized power and status.
Intoxicated, the Old Sword Cultivator let out a burp and told Chen Changsheng, "It's almost time."
Chen Changsheng gave a soft hum of acknowledgment, shifting his gaze forward.
Before the great hall, the steady beating of drums began to echo.
"Thump, thump..."
The drumbeats grew more urgent, their stirring resonance shattering the final traces of sleep from the minds of the crowd.