The street stretched dozens of yards wide.
Carriages and horses streamed through it.
And among the crowds,
cultivators of the qi and blood realm were almost everywhere.
From time to time, they could even sense a trace of the formidable aura of an Innate True Person sweeping past!
Back in Golden Crow Prefecture,
a single qi and blood realm cultivator could establish a sect and put down roots for generations!
Yet here,
Qi and blood realm cultivators seemed to be little more than stronger household guards.
"Father, you... look..."
Cao Wenzhao swallowed.
He pointed at a nearby patrol of cultivators riding powerful demonic beasts.
Even his voice trembled.
"That... that street patrol is actually led by an Innate Realm True Person."
An Innate True Person patrolling the streets?!
Cao Zhengxiong looked in the direction Cao Wenzhao was pointing.
There, mounted on a demonic tiger whose nostrils spouted flames with every breath,
sat a stern-faced middle-aged man, his aura as unfathomable as a deep pool and as imposing as a mountain.
The oppressive authority he exuded without even showing anger
was stronger even than that of the Jiang Family's Innate Realm ancestor in Golden Crow Prefecture!
"Quiet!"
Cao Zhengxiong's face paled.
He hurriedly pushed Cao Wenzhao's hand down.
"What are you making such a fuss for, you ignorant fool!" he scolded under his breath.
"Remember, this is Ascending Dragon Prefecture, right beneath the King of Chu's feet!"
"Don't point everywhere like some country bumpkin who's never seen the world!"
"If you offend some important figure, even a hundred Cao Families wouldn't have enough lives to pay for it!"
Cao Wenzhao shrank back in fright.
He hurriedly sat upright, not daring to spare even another glance at the scenery outside the window.
The carriage traveled through the city for more than an