After Xia Xuan's voice echoed over West City, the Golden Carriage rose into the air behind four Dragon Horse Beasts. It became a dazzling streak of lightning and sped toward the Far Western Lands.
Inside the carriage, Xia Xuan reclined on a brocade couch with the same two beautiful women tucked against his sides. He toyed with an emerald-green Jade Slip.
The Jade Slip contained the Route Map he had bought for Thirty-Five Million Supreme Spirit Liquid.
He sent his spiritual sense into it and carefully reviewed every route and danger zone marked on the map. A cold smile flashed through his narrow eyes.
Across West City, countless figures could no longer hold back once that golden streak of lightning took to the sky.
Cultivators from every faction who had lain low for two days poured out like a swarm of locusts set free. Dense streams of light rose into the dusk, forming a vast procession that trailed the Golden Carriage from afar.
Some flew as fast as they could, trying to keep close to Xia Xuan's path so they would not lose him. Others deliberately hung back dozens of miles, close enough to keep sight of their target but not so close that they would provoke the Great Xia Imperial Dynasty.
The streams of light painted the sky in every color. The sound of rushing air went on without end, like a grand parade through the heavens.
Xia Xuan glanced back at the mass of lights behind him, and his cold smile deepened.
He had expected this. Those people thought following him would lead them to the Sunflower Ice Spirit Object. They thought they could benefit from the information he had spent Thirty-Five Million Supreme Spirit Liquid to obtain.
In that case, he would let them follow openly. The