Shen Yi and his party rode a flying boat, sweeping mightily through the skies and casting a vast shadow over the ground.
They did not stop along the way, nor did they encounter any obstruction. They passed through many cities, and whenever the people below looked up and saw the emblem of the Supreme Hall, their expressions turned respectful, without the slightest hint of disrespect.
After all, in terms of high-end combat power alone, the Supreme Hall was unmatched in the former territory of the Zhou Dynasty. With more than a dozen Nascent Soul Cultivators, it remained one of the foremost great powers even on the present-day Central Plains Continent.
What was more, the Supreme Hall's sect master was Shen Yi, the legendary number-one Nascent Soul Cultivator on the continent. No one wished to touch his sore spot at such a time, so they all let Shen Yi pass without incident.
"Since the Peerless Marquis has personally come to the dynasty, it seems the final ownership of the throne will finally become clear."
"Yeah, I saw the Supreme Hall's flying boat pass overhead with my own eyes. The Peerless Marquis was standing aboard it—he was so handsome it hit me right in the face!"
"Who would have thought that the Peerless Marquis, so far away thousands of miles away, would become the key to this struggle for the throne? How laughable."
In just seven days, Shen Yi piloted the flying boat into the territory of the Qianyuan Dynasty. Along the way, the city lords of many cities took to the air and treated him with great respect. It was not merely because Jiang Miaoyi was aboard the flying boat, but because of Shen Yi's importance at this moment. Quite a few among them wished to seize this opportunity to