First Line of Heaven, headquarters of the Divine Constable Gate. Ever since Xiang Yang entered East Yang Path beneath Zhao Terrace Cliff for secluded cultivation, the guards and defenses throughout the Divine Constable Gate had doubled out of thin air. This was because spiritual energy was being poured into the Heart-Illuminating Mirror, forcing nearly half of the First Line of Heaven grand formation to cease functioning.
Outside East Yang Path, experts of varying ranks gathered every day by the dozens, waiting to witness the birth of a legend with their own eyes. To attain the Dao—if he truly succeeded in attaining the Dao, he would become a legend of the age.
Three months had already passed since Xiang Yang entered East Yang Path. Three months without sleep or food, cultivating with the Heart-Illuminating Mirror's aid—his progress was unprecedented.
By Zhao Terrace Cliff stood three masters of utterly different temperaments, yet each a dragon among men: Tiger King, Overlord Spear, and Sword Fiend, the three great Divine Constables. They were speaking in hushed tones.
"Tiger King, you transferred Yi Guoxin from the Divine State Imperial Capital and sent him to Xiangzhou on official business. What exactly were your intentions?"
"I have received word that he has been pestering Ning Ke lately, even professing his love to her time and again. He has even done such lowly things as tarnish the prestige and rules of our Divine Constable Gate. You ought to discipline him properly."
Overlord Spear stood ramrod straight, like a divine spear thrusting into the heavens. Stormy waves surged in his eyes, and his tone was filled with extreme displeasure.
Xiang Yang and Ning Ke's relationship had long ceased to be a secret. The young man and woman were a match of talent and beauty, their hearts joined as one.