The Shellwing Emperor gazed at the courtyard, his expression still as water.
As an Emperor Realm expert, he possessed eyes that surveyed all eight directions. Even from the foot of the mountain, so long as he wished to see, he could naturally gain a view from high above and behold everything atop the mountain.
Yet when he looked toward that courtyard now, all he saw were endless high walls. No matter what he did, he could not see Fang Yun within.
Shellwing took a deep breath and expended a full ten Sacred Qi Clusters to activate a secret art. His divine sense surged wildly.
This was a formidable secret art derived by the Fierce Things Race from Heaven-and-Earth Observation. It could see through obstacles, gaze up into the azure heavens, and look down into the Nine Netherworlds.
A gleam of divine light flashed through Shellwing's eyes. He then saw layer upon layer of buildings and rooms within the high walls, densely packed and boundless, like an entire continent completely covered in houses.
As for Fang Yun, he was hidden amid those countless buildings, utterly beyond the Shellwing Emperor's sight.
"A continent of billions upon billions of houses... Then this Emperor shall sink that continent!"
As the Shellwing Emperor spoke, another layer peeled away from the final two shells on his body, leaving only the last layer to protect him.
All the Shellwing Blades descended behind the Shellwing Emperor—ten in all.
Each of those ten Shellwing Blades had shrunk to merely one zhang long. Yet faint black smoke rose from every blade, and within each edge writhed a powerful wronged soul, struggling to break free of its restraints.
The more it struggled, the stronger the Shellwing Blade became.
Every Shellwing Blade had gained an additional power: the Emperor River.
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