The next day, Xiao Yan and the others were ready to set out. After bidding farewell to Shuiyuan City, their sizable party traveled through a secret passage toward the Tianyuan Mountain Range in Tianxing City. During their three-day journey, winds rose and clouds surged in Tianxing City as well.
The reason was simple: only ten days remained before the final election. Once it ended and the next Emperor of the Tian Xing Continent was chosen, the two defeated Candidates would likely find it impossible to escape their doom. At this moment, unease gripped the people across the dozens of mountain ranges in Tianxing City.
Within the Tianyuan Mountain Range, in the Sea of Flowers where Princess Lin Yunshu lived, the Flower Sea Long Hall spread across the entire garden. Countless vivid flowers vied to bloom, their heady fragrance almost suffocating. At an elegant pavilion at the end of the Flower Sea Corridor, several figures with formidable auras appeared one after another.
"Your Royal Highness." Many experts had already gathered around Lin Yunshu, but none of them spoke. They stood quietly to the side, watching the Princess. Lin Shuang never left her side, and seemed to be harboring something difficult to put into words.
The Tianyuan Mountain Range was now a gathering place for elite forces. Thanks to Xiao Yan and the Princess's earlier efforts, these people were already firmly in the same boat as her. Knowing that her glory would be their glory, they would not betray her.
"What is it? Speak." Lin Yunshu wore an understated cyan ruqun today, displaying her noble bearing as a princess to its fullest. Her beautiful eyes shifted slightly. Naturally, she had summoned these elite subordinates for the most crucial step ahead.
"Scouts on the front lines have sent word. There's news of Lord