On February 6th, Black Iron Calendar Year 933, the airship carrying Zhang Tie finally descended slowly into the air harbor of Xuanyuan Hill.
Even with Bian Heng's breadth of experience, the moment he saw Xuanyuan Hill from the sky, he was so stunned that he failed to recover for quite some time. Only when Zhang Tie called him did he come to his senses and follow Zhang Tie toward the airship's door, preparing to disembark.
Apart from Bian Heng, the only ones who had come with Zhang Tie to Xuanyuan Hill this time were Zhang Tie's eldest son, Zhang Changlei, and Zhang Tie's cousin, Zhang Su. The others from Golden Crow Hall and Iron Dragon Sect, as well as the women of the Yin-Yang Sect whom Zhang Tie had left in the Castle of Black Iron, had not come along.
The women of the Yin-Yang Sect were now busier than ever in the Castle of Black Iron. Their days were full and fulfilling, leaving them no time to attend to anything else. Moreover, with the Holy War still ongoing, they did not wish to come out for the time being, so Zhang Tie simply let them carry on as they pleased in the Castle of Black Iron. As for Yan Feiqing and the rest of his family, Zhang Tie had come to Xuanyuan Hill this time to discuss and decide matters concerning the Holy War of Great Xia and the human race, not to sightsee and enjoy the waters. It was not suitable for them to accompany him, so they remained in You Province.
Before the airship's hatch officially opened, a booming thunderous report suddenly came from outside, startling Bian Heng at once. The protective Battle Qi around his body immediately reacted. "Assassins?"
"Not assassins. Ceremonial cannons," Zhang Tie told