Each of the two generals was assigned a courtyard, with orders for heavy guards to be posted and no one allowed in or out.
Apart from Tang Yan and the two men involved, no one knew what had happened between the three of them.
At last, one of the two great stones weighing on Tang Yan's heart had fallen away.
The other was the Immortal-Gathering Palace.
Tang Yan knew little about this power. He had asked Dean Xiao before, and Xiao Cangshan's answer had been that it had only eighteen Heaven Tier Experts.
He had also consulted the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion's files on the Immortal-Gathering Palace, but compared with the other two great powers, very little had been recorded.
But since it was hailed as one of the Three Great Powers, presumably the gap was not large. Compared with the other two powers, the number of Heaven Tier Experts attributed to the Immortal-Gathering Palace was clearly false.
One important factor determining a power's rise and fall was the strength of those at its very pinnacle.
The Immortal-Gathering Palace had experts as numerous as clouds. Combined with the Left Chancellor's forces, even with hundreds of thousands of troops at its command, the Imperial Family still risked being supplanted by the Left Chancellor.
While Tang Yan was worrying, several sounds of rushing air tore across the sky.
Tang Yan looked closely. When he saw a graceful purple figure appear in midair, warmth involuntarily stirred in his heart.
"City Lord Zi, it's been a long time." Once the group dismounted from their flying mounts, Tang Yan stepped forward to greet them.
Looking at the handsome, distinguished Tang Yan, a flash of surprise crossed Zi Xian's eyes. This boy's aura was truly growing more and more unfathomable.
He immediately cupped his hands and smiled.