Joining Forces

The sun shone high overhead.

Under the bright sunlight, Chu Zhiyuan and his group of eight drifted down before the North City Gate of Phoenix Imperial City.

There were very few pedestrians at the North City Gate.

The West City Gate and South City Gate led respectively to the Jade Scenery Dynasty and Yuan Zhen Dynasty, with the greatest flow of travelers.

The North City Gate led to smaller nations, so naturally there were fewer passersby.

Chu Zhiyuan was calm and composed, while Li Miaotan's lovely face was dark, carrying an air that warned strangers to stay away.

The four City Guard venerables bade farewell to Chu Zhiyuan and Li Miaotan.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and clasped his fists, thanking them for their hard work, while Li Miaotan said nothing.

"It was no hardship. Imperial Son-in-Law, you are too courteous. We merely came along to join the excitement."

Their horizons had been broadened.

First was Chu Zhiyuan's precise perception of the Demon Race. Every search hit its mark; he was even more capable than Fengtian Palace.

Second was Chu Zhiyuan's astonishing movement technique, as swift as a ghost, impossible to guard against.

The four of them had scarcely needed to fight. They had merely stood to one side, watching Fu Zheng and Li Yuzhen battle, watching Chu Zhiyuan weave through the fray.

Fu Zheng and Li Yuzhen might have fought with blazing intensity, but the one who truly killed the Demon Race was still Chu Zhiyuan.

Nearly all those Demon Race experts had died at Chu Zhiyuan's hands alone.

They had also heard before that Chu Zhiyuan had led people in purging Devil Race experts from the imperial city.

Yet they had only half believed it, feeling that the tale was far too exaggerated.

After this morning, however, they felt the