All Parties Arrive

Since April 1st, Dagan has occupied Luocheng, Great Feng firm in Baiyun City. Neither side has made any move against the other, and for a time the two countries seemed to be at peace, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding.

But everyone knew this was just the calm before the storm, and they were all waiting for the arrival of the strongest figures from both sides, like arrows on a bowstring, ready to be released.

On the morning of April 7th, at dawn, on the official road outside Luocheng, with the golden dragon-embroidered flag with the word "gan" swaying in the wind, a group of people and horses slowly moved towards Luocheng.

They were few in number, only a little over two hundred people, but their imposing presence and sharp aura pressed down on all sides, making people afraid to look them in the eye.

The team of one hundred people had no one whose cultivation level was lower than the Transcendent Realm. The weakest among them was a powerful expert who had stepped into the Three Realms of Earth. At the front of the team, the leader was a man in a black robe with dragon patterns. His face was dignified with a hint of indifference. He was none other than Chu Wenhao, the Grand Elder of the Dagan Imperial Clan.

Beside Chu Wenhao, carrying the Dagan golden dragon banner, were members of the Imperial Clan, all at the Early Ascension Realm. Behind the dozens of people leading the way, five carriages traveled side by side.

A closer look reveals that three carriages, actually slightly behind the other two, have arrived at the Luocheng and stopped. The procession ceases its advance and remains stationed at the city gates of Luocheng.

Looking at the soldiers guarding the city, the Imperial Clan elder Chu Wenhao said in a deep voice.

"Inform the Prince of Qin that someone has arrived from the Tiandu City. The support from the Dagan Imperial Clan has arrived. Summon Your Prince of Qin Your Highness come out."

The general guarding the city gave a wink to the men around him, and several soldiers hurriedly ran into the city. The general himself stepped forward with a smile and humility and said respectfully.

"My lords, please enter the city. The Prince is already here."

Before he could finish speaking, the general's voice abruptly stopped. His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and he swallowed hard. He felt a sharp, piercing gaze fall upon him, and his whole body felt as if it had fallen into an icy hell, his hair standing on end, and he felt a chilling cold.

Seeing the leader's cold, indifferent gaze, as if he were looking at a dead man, the general dared not speak again. He bowed respectfully and retreated quietly.

"Gentlemen, aren't you coming out yet?"

From the carriage in the middle behind Chu Wenhao, an aged voice came out, and an old man in plain clothes slowly walked out. The same thing happened in the other carriages; the curtains fluttered, and four figures appeared.

Chu Yinghao and Chu Wensheng from the Dagan Imperial Clan, Ling Yan from the Duke Fu's Mansion, Xiao Chengfeng from the Duke Ding's Mansion, Zhang Yongchang from the Duke Wei's Mansion, along with the five Celestial Phenomenon Realm experts dispatched by the Imperial Clan, were all present.

Just by looking at their positions, expressions, and gazes, one could tell that the leader of this group was Chu Yinghao of the Imperial Clan.

As soon as Chu Yinghao finished speaking, three figures appeared in the arena: an old Daoist priest in purple robes holding a whisk, and an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

There was another man, dressed in blue robes, carrying four long swords on his back, with an elegant demeanor, who directly clasped his hands in a salute to the crowd.

"Wang Siping of the Sifang Sword Sect greets everyone."

The old Daoist priest in purple robes wore a slight smile, which was as pleasant as a spring breeze. He looked like a person of otherworldly grace, detached from worldly affairs. The old Daoist priest made a gesture with his right fingers.

"Greetings, Tiandao Temple Ming Xuanji Mystery, this old Daoist priest."

The last middle-aged man looked at Chu Yinghao, nodded in acknowledgment, and after exchanging greetings, spoke in a formal tone.

"The Li Family, Li Yanxiao."

Meanwhile, a subtle aura flashed by in the shadows, indicating its presence to the powerful figures present without revealing itself.

Sensing that aura, the abbot of the Tiandao Temple Ming Xuanji, seemed to be teasing him.

"It seems Fellow Daoist Ye doesn't like to show himself in public. You truly live up to your name!"

"Your Highness, the Imperial Clan is forcing you to submit!"

Inside the city lord's mansion, Zhu Wushi's face was gloomy; he had just arrived and was already giving them a hard time.

Before the three armies, all sides gathered. Having arrived, they did not enter the city, but stood before the city gate, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, and had their Your Highness personally greet them.

The Imperial Clan elder, Chu Wenhao, spoke up, "Who do you think you are, daring to say such things?"

The Imperial Clan Ancestor didn't speak, but you managed to escape. Aren't you afraid of losing your life in this Land of Cangshui?

Thinking back on what the Imperial Clan had done, a flash of murderous intent crossed Zhu Wushi's eyes. These guys were really asking for death.

Chu Xuanao, however, seemed unmoved, his expression indifferent, only his eyes were like abysses, making it impossible to discern his thoughts.

"Let's go! The people have arrived. Those guys who have been hiding for days have finally come out. Now that everyone is here, and the Imperial Clan Ancestor has come in person, it is only right that I go to greet him."

"However, we can't just go straight there like that!"

As he spoke, Chu Xuanao's expression became somewhat ambiguous.

"Ghost Servant, Li Xunhuan and the others are almost here. Tell them to go ahead first, and also send Ye Gucheng along, according to the identity we agreed on before."

That's right, the character summoned by the summoning card I drew before was Ye Gucheng, the one who wielded a sword from the west and descended from the heavens like Flying Immortal Beyond the Heavens.

Unfortunately, the system did not assign Ye Gucheng an identity. He had initially thought that the system would directly assign Ye Gucheng the identity of the Baiyun City.

That might make attacking Baiyun City easier, but unfortunately it isn't. Right now, there's only one Martial World —no, the Martial World immortal Ye Gucheng.

After Chu Xuanao finished speaking, the Ghost Servant's figure flashed and flew out of the house.

Sensing the presence of those outside the city, Li Xunhuan, Chu Mo, and Xing Zhao knew that the person they had been waiting for had arrived. They headed straight for the City Lord's Mansion, intending to speak with His Your Highness.

Of the three, Chu Mo was the most excited. For the past hundred years, he had missed the Imperial Clan. After recovering from his injuries for a period of time, he was originally going to return directly to the Imperial Clan.

However, with the battle of Cangshui about to begin, as the ancestor of the Dagan Imperial Clan, he should take action. Moreover, the Prince of Qin was his savior. Whether out of gratitude or his own responsibility, he should do his part in this battle.

I wonder if any of his acquaintances from the Imperial Clan have come here.

"Ghost Servant? What's the matter that you're in such a hurry?"

Upon arriving at the Prince's residence, seeing the Ghost Servant about to leave, Li Xunhuan used his inner energy to bring the Ghost Servant to the three of them. He naturally knew what it was about and also knew his Your Highness's arrangements.

As soon as His Your Highness finished speaking, Yuan Tiangang transmitted his voice to him, but he still had to set an example for the two people beside him.

"Imperial Clan reinforcements have arrived. His Your Highness has instructed the three officials to go outside the city to greet them first; he will arrive shortly after he has freshened up."

Li Xunhuan nodded and smiled at Chu Mo and Xing Zhao.

"Gentlemen, it seems we don't need to look for His Your Highness anymore. Let's go!"

Now that they had spoken, Li Xunhuan, Chu Mo, and Xing Zhao did not linger and headed straight out of the city.