Lian Cheng's gaze was resolute.
This was his last chance. He could not afford to fail.
He had cultivated for more than three thousand years. His talent was actually quite ordinary; he had only made it this far through relentless effort beyond most people's imagining and repeated struggles on the edge of life and death.
Breaking through from the fourth realm to the fifth realm required comprehending and merging three great Dao branch embryos.
Yet after more than three thousand years, he had mastered only the first embryo.
The Third Prince had promised him an immortal herb that would extend his lifespan once the deed was done. But he had taken a similar treasure in his younger days, greatly diminishing its effectiveness. This one could extend his life by a hundred years at most.
But those hundred years were his only thread of hope!
Lian Cheng looked at the young figure faintly visible inside the distant carriage, cold indifference rising in his eyes.
Why were these favored children of heaven blessed by the world from birth, able to comprehend a great Dao embryo at such a young age, with a future of roaming freely through heaven and earth?
While someone of mediocre talent like him, no matter what he did, would ultimately remain a frog at the bottom of a well.
Forever trapped, unable to see the vistas higher up.
Just then-
"Stop!" The youth in splendid robes rushed straight into the middle of the broad street, spreading his arms to block the enormous carriage drawn by twelve azure-scaled beasts.
"Lu Zhen!" the youth shouted at the top of his lungs. "I am the leader of the Righteous Alliance, son of Marquis Pingjiang.
"I've come today to invite you to join us as the deputy leader of my Righteous Alliance.