Moreover, eighty percent of the royal family's retainers were also under Golden Crow Pass's jurisdiction.
If Golden Crow Pass refused to support him, there was nothing Chu Yang could do.
Ye Lin silently turned his gaze toward Hong Batian beside him, and Hong Batian revealed a cruel smile.
"Kid, point out the location."
After Hong Batian spoke, Chu Yang raised a hand and pointed to his left.
"Walk three li in this direction, and you'll see a golden divine mountain. That is Golden Crow Pass's base."
"Wait for me three minutes."
With that, Hong Batian vanished.
Meanwhile, Hong Batian had already arrived at the place Chu Yang had indicated.
"Those inside, you have three seconds to get the hell out."
Looking at the golden mountain before him, Hong Batian sensed the aura of a powerful formation. This formation was enough to shred a First-Tribulation Loose Immortal; even a Second-Tribulation Loose Immortal who entered it would face slim odds of survival.
But to him, it could be broken with a wave of his hand. Still, he had to put on this show properly.
Yet after he finished speaking, one second passed, then two, then three—more than ten full seconds went by, and no one answered.
This enraged Hong Batian to the extreme. His authority had been challenged.
"Not coming out, are you? I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Then you can't blame me."
Hong Batian slowly raised his hand, then struck out with his palm.
In an instant, space shattered layer upon layer. The next moment, a terrifying formation appeared out of thin air, beams of light intertwining across it.
But before the formation could fully activate, a crisp crack rang out, and it shattered completely.
The enormous palm print struck directly against the golden divine mountain,