Luoyang had been reached.
It was a major city that could not be ignored by anyone seeking to contend for the realm.
Fang Qing gazed at the great city ahead but did not enter it at once.
"Shi Feixuan of Cihang Jingzhai and Ning Daoqi have set a trap, intending to use the Jade Seal of the Realm to build momentum for their true Tianzi. But once the Jade Seal of the Realm arrives here, there will be only one outcome: it will fall into my hands."
Fang Qing's spiritual sense enveloped Luoyang before him. He saw countless martial artists, of every kind and from all corners, each cultivating martial arts with their own merits.
Yet none of these martial artists within Luoyang had obtained the Jade Seal of the Realm. They hoped to acquire it, but the true Jade Seal of the Realm seemed to be elsewhere.
Jingnian Zen Temple.
Fang Qing rode the Divine Light, taking Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Ba Fenghan, and Wang Shichong toward a place not far away.
Before long, they arrived.
Looking down from above, they saw temples everywhere, numbering in the hundreds, like a small city.
Within that small city were countless monks, all martial monks with some degree of cultivation, patrolling everywhere.
Other monks were chanting sutras, their voices vast and resonant. One could tell at once that these monks possessed exceedingly profound inner strength.
Among the many monks and great halls, one Bronze Hall was particularly eye-catching.
It was a Bronze Hall three zhang wide and deep, and one and a half zhang high, seemingly cast entirely from bronze. This single hall revealed just how wealthy this temple was.
Bronze was a symbol of wealth and could be used as currency. A Bronze Hall represented unimaginable riches.
Even Kou Zhong and