Beneath the howling heavens, fierce winds churned purple-black demonic mist.
Xuan Shian stood at the forefront of the clouds with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.
A great general of a palace held an extremely lofty position. Though Xuan Shian had always been overshadowed by his exceptionally gifted younger brother and did not dare call himself General Xuan within the palace,
the deep foundations of the Sixteenth Tier were there for all to see, enough to secure the post of great general in any palace.
And precisely because of that, he cared deeply about dignity and pomp.
If he personally took the field to slaughter a mortal city without even a Tower-Climbing Realm cultivator,
word would spread and invite ridicule, tarnishing the bearing of a great general.
It was only because a Dao Painting was hidden in this city today. Otherwise, with his temperament, once he had issued the order to massacre the city, he would have long since patted his backside and ridden the clouds away.
He merely needed to wait for the demon soldiers beneath his command to finish the task.
Then they could respectfully present the item to him with both hands.
At this very moment,
Xuan Shian found everything unbearably dull.
Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, a jade talisman hanging at his waist suddenly trembled faintly.
Xuan Shian frowned slightly, casually removed the jade talisman, and sent his aura into it.
Once he recognized the aura mark of the person sending the message,
a look of astonishment surfaced on his face.
"How could it be this brat?"
Because of a certain person, the various branches of the Xuan Clan were not actually on good terms.
The uncles and nephews had refrained from secretly stabbing each other in the