The Northwest Region of the continent, its greatest city—Tianlan City!
Tianlan City no longer possessed its former prosperity and bustle, nor its magnificent splendor. Instead, a solemn, murderous gloom hung over it. A massive crowd had gathered atop the city walls, making even the walls of this super city appear somewhat crowded at this moment.
People hurried back and forth from time to time, their expressions tense. Many directly formed wings of Dou Qi or walked through the air, darting back and forth at low altitude. Their actions showed that they were experts at the Dou Wang, Dou Emperor, and even Dou Zong levels.
One had to know that the skies above Tianlan City had originally been absolutely forbidden territory, but at this moment, that convention had clearly been broken.
Most of those atop the city walls wore extremely grave expressions. Evidently, they were facing an immense predicament.
At the center of the city walls stood an excessively thin man. His robes were rather loose, making him look so frail that a gust of wind might knock him over.
Yet despite his unremarkable appearance, the many arrogant experts around him—including several figures with the powerful auras of Dou Zongs—subconsciously softened their footsteps whenever they passed by him. They treated him with utmost respect.
The reason was simple. This thin figure was Yang Lingyan, the master of Heavenly Snake Mansion, the undisputed strongest faction in the Northwest Region!
He was not old, yet he was already considered one of the foremost figures in the Northwest Region.
At this moment, Yang Lingyan's eyes revealed a composure and cold severity utterly at odds with his appearance. He calmly listened to the frontline reports brought back by the many experts, his mind racing as he methodically deployed the defensive resources around him and clearly