The next morning.
Two figures approached the Imperial Guard Camp through the air.
One was Dong Shen, an elder of the Heavenly Corpse Sect. The other stood twelve feet tall and wore silver armor—it was the Heavenly Corpse Sect's inherited Silver Corpse.
From afar, a plume of Blood Fiend Wolf Smoke rose into the sky.
The white clouds overhead were faintly stained red. When the wind blew, it looked as though demons were running rampant.
"Truly terrifying. Even a Silver Corpse might not escape if it fell within that Army Formation Great Mill and was ground apart!"
Dong Shen circulated his True Essence and rode the breeze, only just approaching within five hundred paces of the Imperial Guard Camp.
Whoosh!
A feathered arrow shot toward him.
Dong Shen's expression changed. He flicked a finger, striking the arrow dead on.
His body had been tempered by Profound Yin Qi and was as hard as refined steel. The arrow exploded at once.
"Roar—"
A unified military roar shook the area for miles.
Dong Shen raised a command token high. "Crown Prince, your subject Dong Shen, a fifth-rank thousand-household commander of the Imperial Guard Directorate, has come bearing the Grand Tutor's orders."
A moment later, a squad of soldiers approached.
"Lord Dong, the Crown Prince requests your presence!"
A sharp light flashed through Dong Shen's eyes as he examined the soldiers from head to toe.
The Yin fiendish aura was more than ten times denser than when they had left the capital, mixed with blood qi that continuously tempered their bodies.
Their eyes were cold and indifferent, their pupils several sizes smaller than normal. When they looked at Dong Shen, there was not a trace of emotion in their gaze.
Their skin was the color of blue-green marble.
The Profound Yin Blood Fiend