The first glimmer of light had quietly appeared on the distant horizon, heralding the arrival of dawn and the true beginning of a new day.
The You Clan members efficiently finished packing everything. Women with limited mobility, as well as the elderly and children, were settled inside the carriages, while the clan's Soul Master guards stood outside. Nearly every Soul Master above the Soul Ancestor rank voluntarily remained on the outer perimeter. Not one chose cowardice or retreat. Everyone's eyes were filled with determination, and their yearning and hopes for a new life had nearly made them forget their fear.
Shen Hanyu sat cross-legged in midair, his heart incomparably calm, almost without the slightest ripple. His consciousness had been endlessly emptied, and his entire being had entered an indescribable state.
You Mengchu slowly approached him. Looking at the blazing sun beginning to rise, she softly said:
"Everything is ready. We can depart."
Shen Hanyu gave a soft hum, then slowly rose to his feet. A blue glint flashed through his eyes before tearing through the night like an irresistible streak of sword light. Even the Star Luo army dozens of miles away could see this astonishing sight clearly, and quite a few people were left completely stunned by it.
"Depart—"
Shen Hanyu spoke indifferently. The wind of the Gobi stirred his hair and carried his voice clearly to everyone's ears.
The long procession set out. As clan head, You Yanshan looked at Shen Hanyu in the sky with a complicated expression. He had caught that fleeting wave of Mental Power just now. The impact of the other party's unimaginably powerful Mental Power was no small matter. He had never expected that, after only a few short years, Shen Hanyu's accomplishments would have reached a point where he did not even