The group traveled light and fast, racing through the night until they soon reached the Imperial City.
News that Prince Fu's Residence and the Barbarian army were gathering had already spread throughout the Imperial City. Everyone knew.
All were uneasy with fear, some even wanting to flee Great Yan.
Only after Li Xuancang arrived did the various factions feel a trace of reassurance and finally settle down.
At court, all the ministers had gathered, every gaze fixed on Li Xuancang.
Everyone knew that whether Great Yan's realm could be preserved depended on whether Li Xuancang could stop Prince Fu's Residence and the Barbarians.
"Marquis Wu'an, Prince Fu's Residence and the Barbarian army will soon launch their attack. Spirit Yang Prefecture needs you to go there and hold the line."
The Emperor looked at Li Xuancang, his tone full of consultation.
Before the Imperial Clan ancestor died, he had told him of Li Xuancang's true strength. The Emperor knew that Li Xuancang had already reached the Divine Repository Realm; he could only discuss the matter with him, not issue orders.
Li Xuancang nodded lightly without refusing.
Seeing Li Xuancang agree, both the Emperor and the ministers heaved a sigh of relief, as though the crushing burden on their shoulders could finally be cast aside.
Without anyone realizing it, Li Xuancang had become everyone's support.
They had an indescribable feeling that, so long as Li Xuancang held the fort, they could rest easy.
"Your Majesty, how much strength can the Imperial Court deploy now?"
Li Xuancang asked in a deep voice, seeking to learn how much strength the Imperial Court still possessed.
"Marquis Wu'an, the Imperial Court still has two hundred thousand troops and three Profound Connection Realm experts. This is all the strength we have."
Qin Huaiyuan, standing nearby, answered Li