Two days later, Crown Prince Xia Yu of the Great Xia Dynasty arrived.
When he learned that Fourth Prince Xia Hong had been killed, this top prodigy, ranked fourth on the Tianluo Ranking, flew into a rage. He searched the ancient city from end to end for the culprit, but found nothing.
He then offered a staggering bounty of thirty million drops of Supreme Spiritual Liquid for the heads of Mu Chen and Lin Jing, drawing plenty of thrill-seekers into the hunt.
It was not until the latter half of the month, when the Ancient Heavenly Palace officially emerged, that the commotion finally began to die down.
"The spatial passage to the Ancient Heavenly Palace has stabilized. Charge!"
On this day, countless powerful figures shot out of Western Ancient City and headed for the borderlands, toward the Extreme Western Land, where fierce winds and snow filled the air, thousands of zhang above the ground.
Deep within the enormous spatial rift, ancient palaces could be glimpsed rising and sinking in the distance.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Sharp, dense whistles of air rang out as rainbows of spiritual energy in every color streaked across the sky.
Armies from the five regions of Tianluo Continent and even other continents poured into the passage in a vast, teeming swarm, like locusts sweeping across the land, and vanished from sight.
Between the ancient heavens and earth, all was utterly silent, as if not a trace of life stirred.
A silver spatial vortex appeared, and two mysterious figures descended one after the other.
Mu Chen and Lin Jing stood atop a mountain peak, looking around at their surroundings with interest.
"We're still on the outskirts of the Ancient Heavenly Palace. Follow me; we'll enter the inner domain through the passage."
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