Yan Yun was a Heavenly Emperor realm expert.
Within the territory of his own faction.
It took him less than half a day to fly from the Heaven and Earth Palace to the Flowing Moon Palace with his men.
Although he had moved discreetly.
Some watchful people still noticed.
"That old ghost Yan Yun actually made a move.
Looks like there'll be something interesting to watch!"
A man who looked like a middle-aged scholar opened his eyes inside a secluded chamber.
Then he waved a hand, and a faint phantom appeared.
"Ghost Slave, your concealment technique is fairly decent!
Go investigate why that old ghost Yan Yun went out.
Find out whether anything has happened at the Heaven and Earth Palace recently!"
The middle-aged scholar gave his orders to the faint phantom.
"Yes, Master!"
The phantom bowed.
Then his figure blurred, and he vanished from the spot.
At the same time, several others also headed toward the Flowing Cloud Palace.
"Ouyang Li, set up the formation!"
"Don't let a single one escape!"
Just then, Yan Yun spoke.
"Yes, Ancestor!"
Ouyang Li nodded.
Then eight men moved out together.
All eight were members of the Heaven and Earth Palace's Thirteen Swords.
The eight formed a battle formation and flew forward.
Each brought out his flying sword.
Streams of sword qi condensed into tough sword threads, spreading out in every direction.
Then they enveloped the entire Flowing Moon Palace.
Like an enormous cage, they bound the Flowing Moon Palace within an invisible force.
In fact, Lin Feng had already noticed Yan Yun and his men when they appeared.
He woke High Person Flowing Cloud and High Person Scorpio.
A month had passed, and the two had spent another ten thousand years cultivating inside the Chaos Space.
Time passed with a snap of