Li Yang, the city lord of Yangcheng, personally arranged Li Yu's seat before he felt at ease to preside over the ceremony.

This made Li Yu feel somewhat flattered for the first time.

Despite having the identity of a Star Lord, he never expected that Li Yang, as the lord of a city, would lower himself to such an extent.

Even just a superficial attitude was enough to make Li Yu lower her guard against Li Yang by a third.

Li Yu had to admit that the polite flattery from the City Lord of Liyang was indeed very soothing.

Even knowing it was intentional, it still makes people crave that warmth.

However, Li Yu felt that there was something else hidden in Li Yang's words just now, as if he was hinting at something that he couldn't figure out.

On the other side, Li Yang had already arrived at the high wall of the formation where the crowd was gathered.

Li Yang stood atop a three-zhang-high pillar, his black python robe fluttering in the strong wind as he looked down at the crowd.

All eyes were drawn to City Lord Li Yang, and everyone fell silent instantly.

Li Yang raised his hand and pressed down, his powerful voice piercing through the raging rain:

"When auspicious omens appear in the world, a grand ceremony should be held to commemorate them!"

"All unrelated personnel must immediately retreat to a distance of three miles!"

"Those who force their way in will bear the consequences of their own actions."

Just then, the earth roared once more.

A flash of light streaked across the dark clouds in the sky, indicating an unusual phenomenon was occurring.

Li Yang also realized that it was about time, and he clasped his fists together forcefully.

"Thump—!"

With a deafening roar, Li Yang's aura, as deep and boundless as the ocean, erupted completely.

His gaze was like lightning, sweeping across the entire room, and his voice boomed like thunder:

"The Blessing Ceremony officially begins!"