True Lords All Around

Deep within Dragonhead Platform stood a blue-jade palace.

There were no lamps in the hall. Only several obsidian stones embedded in the dragon scales of the vaulted ceiling gave off a faint glow, sketching half of Chen Yuan's face in the darkness.

His eyes were closed, his aura deeply withdrawn. The miniature sun wheel between his brows slowly turned. With every revolution, exceedingly fine Pleiades Sun Dao patterns overflowed like rippling water, silently merging into the void.

That azure figure in the direction of Cloud Prefecture was still there. Chen An was still dealing with the aftermath in a desolate village along Cloud Prefecture's border, yet his aura was steady and he was in no danger.

Chen Yuan therefore withdrew his attention from Chen An and returned the focus of his divine sense to the dragon head. On Jinghai Prefecture's side, matters had already spread out.

Meng Jingchun had begun lifting the blockade on the lower reaches of the Lan River, using "cleansing" in place of "forcing," reopening the water veins.

After receiving guidance, Ji Changgge had fused the two Zhen Water divine powers into one. He was now in seclusion, attempting to knock open the mysterious gate to his third innate divine power.

The Turbid Root at Snake-Coil Ridge would be his first battle after breaking through. Scarlet Tiger Lord and Liu Chensha had already set out for the border between the two prefectures. One possessed fierce and forceful divine powers, while the other excelled in precise deduction. They should understand what he meant.

Zhao Canghai oversaw Jinghai Prefecture's mundane affairs. Those lineages, officials, and merchant associations that had been intimidated would obediently cooperate for the time being.

Chen Yuan knew that these people had not truly submitted. They were afraid. Fear was enough to keep them from acting