At first light, Feng Liancheng had already reached Guangling Commandery to the south.
He flew through the air and landed outside an immense mansion. Its grounds covered over a hundred mu, with eight successive courtyards, carved beams, painted rafters, sweeping eaves, and interlocking brackets. It was magnificent.
The entrance was tightly guarded, with dozens of household servants and guards standing watch, every one of them at least seventh-rank in cultivation.
At the sight of Feng Liancheng, they immediately put their hands on their weapons, their expressions wary.
Feng Liancheng raised his eyes to the plaque above the main entrance.
When the words "Pan Mansion" came into view, he knew he had found the right place.
The next instant, the refined-iron gates before him, as sturdy as city gates, exploded with a crash, blasted to pieces.
The guards were instantly filled with shock and fury.
"How dare you!"
"Who dares run wild outside the Pan Mansion?"
"Kill him!"
"Someone, come! An intruder!"
But in the very next instant, they all spat crimson and fell to their knees.
Not only they, but even the household guards and courtyard guards inside felt as though their Primordial Spirits had been struck by a heavy hammer. Blood spilled from their mouths and noses.
Feng Liancheng's immense sword pressure enveloped the entire mansion in that instant, leaving no corner untouched.
The protective magic array within the mansion also activated, contending against Feng Liancheng's martial intent.
The defenses here were far stronger than those of the Chu Family mansion in West Mountain Town.
Yet Feng Liancheng remained utterly composed as he walked straight toward the Pan Mansion's inner courtyards.
His martial intent condensed, gathering boundless Geng Metal spirits into an enormous Geng Metal sword high overhead. Its tip pointed down, bearing down upon the entire mansion.
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