Huai Huang Kingdom.
As a secular kingdom, it was twice as large as the Great Zhou territory where Su Yi had once resided.
Huai Huang Kingdom revered Taoism. Taoist Temples had been built throughout its nineteen prefectures and more than a hundred cities.
Nan Liu City, an ancient city within Huai Huang Kingdom.
It was late spring, and the misty rain blurred the world.
Outside the city, a group of cultivators appeared near a dense forest.
There were thirteen cultivators in all, men and women alike.
The strongest among them was a black robed man at the Immortal King Realm.
They had only just found their footing when an armored, weapon-bearing force came galloping toward them, vast and mighty, more than a hundred strong.
"Loose the arrows!"
At the head of the formation, a military officer let out a thunderous shout.
The hundred elite soldiers drew their bows and fired in unison. Dense arrows swept forth like icy glimmers blotting out the sky and covering the earth, shooting toward the thirteen cultivators.
One volley of arrows killed nine of them.
The other three were gravely wounded.
Only the black robed man at the Immortal King Realm suffered merely light injuries.
Alarmed and enraged, he shouted sharply, "Do you know who we are, to dare attack us—"
From the distant formation, the leading officer suddenly spurred his horse forward, swinging a snow-bright spear and viciously thrusting it at the black robed man.
The force behind it was immense, and the movement crisp and efficient. One look was enough to tell that he had been tempered by countless battles.
Just as the black robed man was about to circulate his cultivation, he suddenly discovered that his entire cultivation had long since become utterly empty. Even the strength of his physique had been