The long street rumbled and shook as dust and smoke billowed. One after another, Barbaric Beasts with fearsome scales, breathing out clouds and mist, stampeded over. The procession was vast and mighty, its momentum staggering.
"How about you let us accompany you on this journey, Saintess Zhu Yun?"
Jiang Lan sat enthroned upon one of the beasts, a faint smile on his face as he looked toward Ling Zhuyun.
Behind him followed many Knights, along with Li Daoyi, Luo Ying, and numerous other powerful figures of the younger generation.
Each of them had brought a large retinue, all of whom exuded powerful auras and seemed to be wreathed in a divine glow.
This was a terrifying force that could not be ignored. Any single one of these young prodigies was a renowned Celestial Pride within the Great Xia, possessing extraordinary talent and strength.
Now, however, they looked for all the world like a pack of lackeys from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
