As they walked, the cultivators responsible for clearing the way ahead ran into trouble.
"What gives you the right to make me yield? Get out of this prince's sight at once, or you'll be left unable to swallow the consequences."
Up ahead, a young man sat inside an extravagantly luxurious carriage. He was dressed in splendid robes, and even the slightest gesture he made exuded a faint imperial majesty.
Before the carriage stood three exotic beasts wreathed in blazing flames, pulling the vehicle.
At that moment, the young man lay in the carriage with an exquisitely beautiful woman in each arm, looking at the three Divine Mountain cultivators responsible for clearing the way.
The young man appeared no different from a Human Race cultivator, save for the vertical eye growing between his brows, which radiated immense authority.
The three cultivators clearing the way were all livid, gripping their Long Swords and glaring furiously, while disciples from the four sects gathered around from all sides.
"Outrageous! Have you turned the heavens upside down?"
Seeing this, the young man flew into a rage. Someone actually dared surround him? Did they not know who he was?
"Men!"
At the young man's shout, golden-armored soldiers emerged one after another from the surrounding buildings.
There were twelve soldiers in all, each radiating the aura of a peak True Immortal.
The twelve soldiers immediately raised their spears and surrounded the carriage at the center.
Each of them stared at the disciples of the four sects opposite them with murderous intent.
"What's going on here?"
Sensing the disturbance ahead, Void quickly stepped forward.
The moment Void saw the young man before him, his expression abruptly darkened.
He knew this man. He was Yan Cheng, the Fifth Prince of the Great Rock Empire and Yan Batian's imperial younger