Prince Yi

The Empire differed greatly from sects. A sect could be jointly controlled by many great lineages, but an empire usually had only one imperial clan holding the reins.

Martial artists enjoyed extraordinarily long lifespans. Any martial artist who lived for a million years could, if he wished, multiply into a massive lineage. Thus, the number of members in the Cloud-Leaving Empire's imperial clan was astonishing.

A large population naturally meant brutal competition.

Anyone who could obtain a noble title in the Cloud-Leaving Empire was not to be underestimated—much less Prince Yi, whose title was that of a prince!

Even Yunze City was Prince Yi's fief. He was unquestionably an important figure at this Tiannan Peak Summit.

"That must be Prince Yi."

Someone spoke up. The crowd saw a middle-aged man, with two rows of imposing Golden Armored Guards following behind him. Each guard held a long halberd and looked exceptionally majestic.

"They're the Golden Armored Guards!"

Someone said that the Golden Armored Guards were the Cloud-Leaving Empire's elite troops. They were directly governed by the emperor of the Cloud-Leaving Empire, but accepted the commands of the various princes.

For a powerhouse of Prince Yi's standing, he naturally had no need for the Golden Armored Guards to protect him. Having them follow him was merely a symbol of his status.

The middle-aged man wore a four-clawed Dragon Robe. Accompanied by the Golden Armored Guards, he descended onto the mountain peak. He was exceptionally tall, with a long beard hanging to his chest, and his hands were as broad as cattail fans.

Beside the middle-aged man was a woman dressed in a bright-red palace gown. She appeared to be in her early twenties, as beautiful as a flower and alluringly charming. At that moment, she was half leaning against the middle-aged man's