Dan Heng followed Charles's aura to a pavilion.
The moment he appeared, he was stopped by a group of guards, all of them Palace Soul Masters.
At once, they all released their Soul Power. The weakest were at least five-ring Soul Kings, while the strongest had even reached the level of an eight-ring Soul Douluo.
"Stop!!!"
The eight-ring Soul Douluo barked.
Everyone stared at Dan Heng nervously.
Charles was trembling from head to toe, unable even to crawl up from the ground.
"Teacher!" Zhu Zhuqing cried out in surprise.
Empress Zhu stared intently at Dan Heng. She could not sense a trace of his presence from him.
Whether it was his strength or his emotions, Dan Heng was like an abyss.
If someone claimed that a person like this harbored designs on the Star Luo Royal Family, Empress Zhu found herself strangely unable to believe it.
Yet he had appeared within the palace as though no one else existed.
Such an act alone was enough to prove his utter disrespect for the Star Luo Royal Family.
"You are Zhuqing's teacher? You barged into the imperial palace without permission. Do you not know that this is a capital crime punishable by the extermination of nine clans?" Empress Zhu asked calmly, maintaining the bearing of a nation's mother.
Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun stood before her together, watching Dan Heng.
From his appearance alone, Dan Heng looked like a somewhat delicate young man, not particularly dangerous.
Dan Heng glanced at her, then continued walking toward Charles.
At the same time, his gaze fell upon the guards blocking his way.
There was no hostility in his eyes. He simply did not want them to stop him.
And with just that glance—
The guards' martial souls all dispersed, and the Soul Rings radiating dazzling