Fifth Planet, Fifth Horned Clan, Royal City.
Dawn was just breaking. A thin veil of mist shrouded the ancient city. Its towering walls had weathered the passage of time, their mottled bricks etched with history, bearing witness to the city's past prosperity and decline.
Inside the city, bluestone streets wound and twisted like ancient veins, connecting to the heart of the city.
The rugged, primitive buildings on either side were built of massive stones and painted with strange patterns in clashing colors. From a distance, they had a wild beauty.
The patrolling guards carried battle halberds and wore heavy gray armor, with only a narrow slit for their eyes. They marched in step, their footsteps making the bluestone road tremble.
This was still a civilized race, after all.
Zhang Yunlu walked along the street, wrapped in a loose black cloak. Her hood concealed most of her head, making her hard to recognize.
Plenty of Fifth Horned Clan members passed by, but not one of them looked her way.
With rebellions breaking out one after another across the land, security in the city was exceptionally tight.
She had only managed to slip in thanks to the Purple Qi Concealment and Spirit-Hiding Method.
Zhang Yunlu thought to herself.
She planned to get a feel for the terrain, then carry out the assassination.
As she followed the street, her Divine Sense slowly unfurled, spreading silently across the entire city. Everywhere it passed, she committed the city's layout to memory.
Although a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator's Divine Sense could reach only a limited distance on the Central Continent, out here in the Starry Sky, it could envelop the entire Royal City.
She tried to stick to areas with fewer Fifth Horned Clan members, steadily making her way toward the Royal Palace at the city's