Black Tortoise Lake.
The number of cultivators setting out to explore Chiwang Tomb had begun to increase. For now, independent cultivators made up the larger proportion, while the young masters and ladies of the aristocratic clans seemed to be waiting for first-hand information.
"Look... people from the Central Immortal Court."
The resplendent rainbow bridge—the Kunlun Central Immortal Court was practically the Imperial Guard... Whoever the Central Immortal Court escorted was inevitably a true big shot within the Alliance. It was just impossible to tell which senior figure—or perhaps several—had arrived this time.
Silence.
Even the aristocratic clans, who usually held their eyes above their heads, tried their best to restrain themselves at this moment... As for the small groups of independent cultivators—did you think they could survive in a place as rigidly stratified as Kunlun for no reason?
Every independent cultivator in Kunlun knew a little about watching the wind, alright?
The Central Immortal Court had made contact with Beiting Prefecture. Protector Yuwen Huaji wore a solemn, battle-ready expression as he slowly flew before the carriage on the resplendent rainbow bridge.
"Yuwen Huaji greets the three Elders!"
Yuwen Huaji had clearly received the news long ago about who was seated inside the carriage. He had expected the matter of Chiwang Tomb to alarm the higher-ups, but he had never imagined that three Elders would arrive at once.
Jiang, Jing, and Xun controlled more than half the votes in the Elder's Courtyard, so to speak... These three old men could influence the Alliance's decisions in a matter of minutes—provided Yujing Mountain remained silent.
But Elder Jiang himself had come from Yujing Mountain...
"What exactly happened here?" an old man's voice came from inside the carriage.
It was Elder Jing's voice. Yuwen Huaji recognized it instantly and hurriedly said with respect,