The Mist Cloud Sect, the foremost power in the Jiama Empire, boasted a history spanning centuries. Its foundations and influence even surpassed the empire's secular monarchy. Had the sect not adhered to the rule forbidding religious orders from interfering with secular royal authority, the Jiama Empire would long since have become a plaything under its control.
The elite troops that had originally conducted "military exercises" around the foot of the Mist Cloud Sect's mountain had already withdrawn, taking up defensive positions around the Imperial Capital. The sect's leadership scoffed at this. After learning that two Dou Zong experts had perished within the sect, its members' morale soared to unprecedented heights.
Xiao Yan walked out through the Imperial Capital's gates, an oppressive air warning strangers to keep their distance. Step by steady step, he followed the road toward the Mist Cloud Sect, neither hurrying nor slowing.
With the Heavy Xuan Ruler strapped to his back, Xiao Yan gazed at the snow-white peak piercing the clouds and murmured, "The Mist Cloud Sect... Two mysterious Dou Zong experts fell here!"
After learning what had recently happened at the Mist Cloud Sect, Xiao Yan, who had agreed to settle things after three years, suddenly felt uneasy.
He did not know exactly how powerful a Dou Zong expert was. But after witnessing the spectacular battle between a mysterious female Dou Huang and the Amethyst Winged Lion King at close range in the Magic Beast Mountain Range, Xiao Yan knew he could not withstand even a casual blow from either of them.
"Anyone capable of finishing off two Dou Zong experts must be at least a Dou Zun. I never expected someone of that caliber to appear on the Northwest Continent, let alone that we might actually run into them. Little Yan, this is much more