By the time large numbers of Devil Race and Three-Eyed Society knights arrived in the capital of the High Cloud Empire, Zhang Tie had long since entered the Castle of Black Iron.
Zhang Tie had not left the High Cloud Empire's capital at his maximum speed, but merely at cruising speed. At cruising speed, he could move with ease, yet to confuse his enemies, he still turned himself into a dazzling meteor, Battle Qi circulating through his body, making it look as though he were leaving at full speed.
All warfare was founded on deception.
After leaving the capital of the High Cloud Empire, Zhang Tie descended among the wilderness mountains, found an uninhabited valley, landed in the cave of two wild bears within that valley, and entered the Castle of Black Iron in the blink of an eye.
Ten days after his previous raid on Glevi City, he had launched another raid on the High Cloud Empire's capital and even killed a Three-Eyed Society knight. Zhang Tie knew that this time, the Devil Race and the Three-Eyed Society would definitely be driven mad by him.
It was easy enough to imagine how the Devil Race and the Three-Eyed Society would react, but that had nothing to do with him. He would simply cultivate peacefully in the Castle of Black Iron for a few days. Let the raging waves crash and surge—so long as the Castle of Black Iron stood, he could remain as calm as drifting clouds and a gentle breeze. So what if it was a demon marshal? Could it come bite his ass?
It was daytime outside, and it was daytime inside the Castle of Black Iron as well. Zhang Tie appeared in the great hall of the Palace Tree and saw Heller the moment he