"How are things on your end, Zhao Yun? Has the Great Gan Imperial Family made any moves?"
Upon receiving Chen Ze's mental transmission, Zhao Yun immediately recounted his experiences over the past few days in detail.
Once the agreed-upon three days had passed, Kang Jingchen arrived at Wanze City with a group of formidable elites.
Morning light spilled across Wanze City's towering walls, casting a majestic and solemn sheen over them.
Faint spiritual energy fluctuations, strong and weak alike, continually emanated from within the city, displaying Wanze City's extraordinary foundation.
Zhao Yun did not deliberately delay. Once Kang Jingchen arrived, he soared into the sky above Wanze City.
He wore a black robe, his figure straight as a pine, with sword-like brows and starry eyes that carried a trace of cold severity.
The tall figure slowly descended, giving Kang Jingchen a brief look.
Although there were not many people following Kang Jingchen, every one of them possessed a powerful aura and bore the air of an expert.
However, the highest cultivation among them was merely late-stage Spirit Transformation Realm.
There was not even a single Spirit Severing Realm cultivator. It was unclear whether they looked down on Zhao Yun, were deliberately showing weakness, or whether the Dagan Emperor had other arrangements.
"Young Prince, you arrived quite punctually," Zhao Yun said indifferently.
Hearing this, Kang Jingchen hurriedly cupped his hands with a smile. Not a trace of the tension in his heart showed on his face. "Since Sect Master Zhao agreed, I naturally would not dare delay. Everything shall proceed according to our agreement."
Zhao Yun nodded slightly. His gaze swept across the crowd, but he said nothing more, merely raising a hand to signal for them to set off.
The group rushed without pause toward the place where Longqing City