Prince Yi!
He was another figure much like Prince Gong, ranking in the lower middle among the princes in strength. Li Chen could handle him easily.
While his troops' morale was riding high and his own strength was sufficient, he intended to deal with the prince as quickly as possible.
In late July, the Plain Hill Army marched west, launching a swift assault on Prince Yi's position.
What outsiders did not know was that before the army set out, Li Chen had already left the main force with Hu Ze's Avatar and the four great wilderness beast Battle Puppets, heading ahead to Pingzhou Prefecture, where Prince Yi's forces were currently stationed.
Drawing on the power of the earth veins, he crossed prefecture after prefecture, traversing nearly three million li in just a single day and circling around to the west of Pingzhou Prefecture.
The instant he stepped into this territory, a resonance between heaven and man stirred. A few hints of hidden workings leaked out through the unseen, and Prince Yi, who had already gained complete control of the prefecture, was suddenly filled with unease.
On a broad bed of cloudspirit sandalwood, Prince Yi sat up in his silk robe, drenched in sweat, waking from an exceptionally distressing nightmare.
"Your Highness, what is wrong?"
Sleeping beside him was a beautiful young concubine. Roused by his movement, she asked in confusion, her cloudlike tresses disheveled.
"I..." Prince Yi hesitated. "What does a woman need to ask so many questions for? Someone come! What time is it?"
A maid in the room came over and answered timidly, "Your Highness, it is just past six in the morning."
"Only six." Prince Yi's expression shifted uncertainly. In the end, he rose and spread his arms. "Dress me. And send someone to invite Mister Su.