Royal Capital.
Heavenly Surveillance Bureau.
"Quick, quick, invite the lord over! In the Zeshan Province, Guangning Prefecture area, Blood Qi Transforms into Crimson Dragon, Crimson Dragon Nine Zhang Three!!"
A cry of alarm suddenly rang out on the second floor at the very heart of the Heavenly Surveillance Bureau.
The next moment.
Several figures immediately gathered around, surrounding a Compass.
The Compass, engraved with Yin and Yang, Taiji, and the Eight Trigrams, was radiating a brilliant light.
Under the illumination, a Great Xia Geographic Map floated one chi above the Compass.
The outlines of the Nine Provinces Thirty-Six Prefectures were all clearly visible.
Everyone immediately saw a Crimson Dragon coiling over a map of the undulating mountain range within Guangning Prefecture, Zeshan Province.
Just then.
An old man with a head of gray-black, shoulder-length hair suddenly appeared there.
"Greetings, my lord!!"
"Greetings, my lord!!"
"..."
When everyone saw the old man whose eyes resembled bottomless caves, they hurriedly bowed in respect.
The Blind Old Man nodded, his ink-black eye sockets turning toward the Compass.
"Blood Qi Transforms into Crimson Dragon, Crimson Dragon Nine Zhang Three!"
"He actually entered the Martial Dao Myth realm at this age!" The Blind Old Man's voice carried a hint of astonishment.
"My lord, whom are you referring to?" someone beside him could not suppress his curiosity.
The Blind Old Man shook his head. "It cannot be spoken!"
Once he finished speaking, his gaze swept over everyone present. "No one is allowed to speak of this matter!"
As the Blind Old Man's gaze passed over them, everyone's hearts instantly turned cold. They felt as if they had fallen into an icy cavern, and their hair stood on end.
For a moment, they were as silent as cicadas in winter.
Several breaths later, someone finally said in