Black Ox City was a broad city, seeping with a cold gleam.
Dense spiritual light turned into array shadows one after another, standing tall in the sky.
Purple Palace and Golden Core cultivators, one after another, landed atop the city walls like mortals guarding a frontier.
Only when they saw the spirit boats appear in the distance did the cultivators finally let out a long breath.
With no Nascent Soul cultivators here, all the Purple Palace and Golden Core cultivators had to stand in strict formation on the city walls. Even the shops inside the city had all been shut down.
"Father is back." Ye Qingnian looked at the distant spirit boat, where there was a familiar figure, and a smile appeared on his face.
The group of Nascent Soul cultivators soon landed before the city, and Ye Jingcheng also went over to the Ye Family clansmen.
"Wait here for a little while. I need to make a trip to the Divine Palace." After Ye Jingcheng gave a few simple instructions, he handed the pear tree to Ye Qingnian and the others, telling them to arrange for it to be sent back to the Central Region of the Great Yu Realm. Then he headed toward Zhengyuan Divine Palace.
This was not his first time coming to Zhengyuan Divine Palace, but every time he came, he felt an immense pressure.
And this time, that pressure was even greater.
It even made it somewhat difficult for him to circulate his true essence, and the spiritual energy around him seemed to be rejecting him.
This left Ye Jingcheng stunned. He did not know what Divine Lord Zhengyuan meant by this.
He thought back for a moment. In what he had done this time, he did not feel there was any point where he