He drifted lightly down from the Abyssal Divine Vessel. Holding the token Jiang Shoucheng had sent over, Su Che carefully put it away.
Though Ci Prefecture was already deep in winter, with bleak, murderous desolation everywhere, it was still a blessed land raised from the sea by a great power of the Ancient Era. Greenery could still be seen all around.
Su Che did not take flight, merely using his feet as a carriage as he strolled slowly along the road.
There were still few pedestrians on the official road. The devastation wrought by war had yet to fade, and no one knew how many years it would take for everything to return to its former peace.
Before he had walked long, Ci Prefecture City came into view.
Ci Prefecture City was far more stable than Su Che had expected. Banners covered the sky above the walls, and armored soldiers could be seen moving about everywhere. A fierce military killing intent shot straight into the heavens, even causing the celestial phenomena to change for a time.
Heavily armored troops stood arrayed at all four gates. The Su Family's porridge kitchens had vanished without a trace, and even the Imperial Demon Hunters who should have been guarding the gates were nowhere to be seen.
From afar, the entire city looked like a military camp rather than its old self.
It seemed the Great Liang Court's reinforcements had finally arrived. The battle situation in Ci Prefecture was about to change again.
Liu Yidao's avatar would no doubt have a lively few days ahead.
Su Che quietly passed before the city gate. This time, he merely employed a little supernatural power, using an illusion to pull off a small sleight of hand and deceive every soldier guarding the gate. These gate guards possessed