Seizing the Dragon Vein

Feng Tianbao was an ordinary martial artist. After crossing a threshold, most martial artists needed a long time just to stabilize their new realm.

But Chen Yuan was clearly no ordinary martial artist.

When they had joined forces in Youzhou, Chen Yuan had needed to give his all just to fight Zuo Tianyuan.

How much time had passed since then? Now a single saber strike could drive him back. Even he was shocked by that tremendous strength.

Feng Tianbao had followed Chen Yuan's exploits before. After all, one man occupying both of the Hidden Dragon Ranking's top two positions was a rarity in the martial world's history.

But reports were one thing. After truly experiencing Chen Yuan's strength in today's battle, he was still somewhat stunned.

Seeing Feng Tianbao forced back by a single blow, the other eunuchs of the Flying Dragon Office, along with some martial artists from the Six Fan School and the Imperial Guard, moved to help.

Feng Tianbao had seemed isolated and helpless in Youzhou, but his standing in Capital City was far from low.

His adoptive father was the chief steward of the imperial palace and keeper of the Privy Council's seal, Gu Chao'en, known as "Rancor" and hailed as the inner court's greatest expert.

Feng Tianbao himself also commanded the Flying Dragon Office. As one of the emperor's trusted men, his position was far higher than those of the Six Fan School and the Imperial Guard.

"Nobody come any closer!"

Feng Tianbao shouted again. Brilliant golden light blazed around him as he thrust his spear forward and charged at Chen Yuan once more.

Had the man before him been an ordinary fiend of the Radiance Cult, Feng Tianbao would certainly have called the others to attack together and kill him.

But back in Youzhou,