Freewheeling King Li Hanjiang!

The next morning, at dawn.

Sunlight spilled across the golden glazed tiles of Qian Heaven City, scattering dazzling rays.

The floating immortal city was as bustling as ever, its streets packed with traffic and people.

Before the gates of the Tantai residence, eight guards stood at attention, silver armor gleaming and halberds in hand.

But the calm was soon shattered.

From the distance, a terrifying aura swept in like a raging storm, forcing the cultivators along the entire street to give way.

Vast and overbearing, it bore down like a mountain and surged like a furious sea, leaving them struggling to breathe.

A Golden Immortal—and one at the peak!

Two figures approached side by side from the end of the street.

The man in front appeared middle-aged. He wore a black brocade robe, his face stern. His brows resembled Li Xuanyu's somewhat, but his presence was more than a hundred times stronger.

His eyes were deep as an abyss. Wherever his gaze passed, even the air seemed to freeze.

His aura was profound and domineering, like a black dragon lying dormant, ready to spring up and devour someone at any moment.

The Freewheeling King, Li Hanjiang!

A king of a different surname in the Great Qian Immortal Kingdom, and a peerless expert at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm!

Li Xuanyu followed behind him in a white brocade robe, his face handsome as carved jade, but his eyes full of malice and smugness.

A sneer hung on his lips, as though he could already see Li Qingshan kneeling and begging for mercy.

Father and son reached the gates of the Tantai residence without slowing.

"Stop! This is the Tantai residence. Unauthorized visitors may not enter!"

A guard captain stepped forward to block them. The words had barely left his