Feng Changsheng

The Yin-Yang Great Sect was the foremost great sect of Western Ridge, a union of more than a dozen divine dynasties. Naturally, its grounds had been built with grandeur and splendor.

The mountain stood tall and majestic, like a pillar holding up the heavens, rising from the earth and thrusting straight toward Azure Summit in the Upper Realm.

Around this mountain, countless buildings and academies had been constructed, arranged row upon row in clear hierarchies.

Even the walls erected beneath the mountain and before the buildings, as well as the towering sect gate, gave off a magnificent and vastly imposing air.

At this moment, some unrest had also arisen within the great sect.

In truth, when the main city had fallen into turmoil, the great sect had already noticed it. Elders and disciples alike had become vigilant.

As more news arrived, the great sect grew increasingly agitated, while the North Cold Family flew into a rage.

Yet the first to act was not them, but someone within a training ground deep inside the great sect.

The man sitting cross-legged there was awakened. After a brief exchange, he rushed out of the great sect at once.

The man wore a green robe, his long hair spilling over his shoulders. His features lacked the cold hardness of a stern man; instead, they carried a gentle beauty.

He was not particularly burly, nor was he especially tall. He was not even notably slender.

Yet in Western Ridge, whoever saw him, regardless of status or standing, had to lower their proud head.

He was the Crown Prince of Western Ridge.

The undisputed number one among Western Ridge's younger generation!

He was also one of the few people ranked at the very forefront of the Prodigy Ranking throughout the Upper Realm!

His father was the