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A rhythmic sound of horses' hooves approached from afar, clearly piercing through the cacophony of noise.

"Da da da - da da da -"

The sound of horses' hooves was uniform and came from the direction of the main street in the north of the city. It quickly became clear, and the crowd's attention was drawn to it, and they all turned their heads to look.

A troop of about a hundred elite cavalrymen came galloping from the direction of the city lord's mansion along the wide bluestone main street.

These cavalrymen were all dressed in light black armor, with matching cloaks over them. The red tassels on their helmets bounced as their horses galloped. The horses beneath them were exceptionally fine, their hooves thundering. Each rider was tall and straight, one hand holding the reins and the other resting on the hilt of their sabers at their waists. Their movements were perfectly synchronized, clearly showing that they were battle-hardened elites. They were none other than the renowned Xuanjia Elite Cavalry of the Heavenly Alliance!
"It's Prefect Song and the nominal Prefect!"

"And there's Lieutenant Wang and several cavalry commanders!"

"Where are they going? Why are they making such a big fuss?"

"Judging by the direction... they're heading towards the city gate? Could some important figure be coming?"

The leader was an elderly man of about fifty years old with a refined appearance, dressed in a dark purple civil official's robe with a black cloak over it; he was none other than Song Lu, the Prefect of Xiangyang. Walking beside him was a scholar of about forty years old with a slender face, dressed in a blue official robe; he was Xu Xingzhi, the Prefect of Xiangyang.

Following closely behind were several imposing military generals.

One man had a stern face and hawk-like eyes; another was burly with a full beard, exuding an air of arrogance. A third was slightly younger, his gaze calm yet sharp. The last was a resolute-looking young man with a composed demeanor.

Song Lu and Xu Xingzhi are both prominent figures in Xiangyang today, and it is difficult for ordinary people to even meet them. Now that the two of them have appeared at the same time and are leading their teams to greet each other in such a solemn manner, it immediately caused a stir and speculation among the crowd.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Song Lu and his entourage traveled without stopping, traversing most of the city to reach the North Gate of Xiangyang. The gate guards had already received orders to temporarily direct the people entering the city to the sides, clearing a wide passage in the middle.

Song Lu, Xu Xingzhi, and the others dismounted, straightened their clothes, and stood solemnly inside the city gate, their eyes all fixed on the gate passageway.

The crowd, thoroughly intrigued by the spectacle, surged to both sides of the main street, standing on tiptoe and craning their necks to look towards the city gate, their whispers spreading like a tide. Even the crowd in the distant square was drawn in, many peering in this direction.

As everyone eagerly awaited their arrival, several figures slowly emerged from the shadows of the city gate passageway.

The first person walked slowly, his posture leisurely as if strolling in a garden. He was tall and straight, wearing a moon-white long robe, the hem of which fluttered gently in the breeze, untouched by dust. He looked to be no more than twenty years old, with exquisitely handsome features, almost unreal. His skin was as smooth as jade, and his eyes were as deep as the starry night sky. With each glance, he seemed to see through people's hearts, yet he carried a detached peace and indifference.

The young man exuded no imposing aura; he simply walked casually, yet naturally became the center of attention. The sunlight falling upon him seemed to soften and gentler. Like a celestial being descended to earth, he was out of place in this chaotic and noisy world, yet strangely integrated into it, inspiring awe and reverence in all who beheld him.

A bright and beautiful young woman followed half a step to the left of the young man.

The young woman appeared to be around sixteen years old, dressed in a light blue, fitted outfit over a snow-white fox fur cloak that accentuated her slender figure. Her face was beautiful, with a touch of spiritedness and liveliness in her brows, and her eyes were clear and bright. Most striking was the ancient-style longsword at her waist; though unsheathed, it exuded a subtle, dynamic sword intent.

Half a step to the right of the man was a stunningly beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman wore a long, dark palace dress, the hem of which was embroidered with intricate spider lilies in dark gold thread. Her figure was graceful and her beauty unparalleled. Her skin was as white as snow, and she was incomparably beautiful. Her eyes and brows naturally revealed the elegance and majesty of someone who had long held a high position, as well as a touch of captivating and bewitching charm. Her cascading black hair was tied up with a simple black jade hairpin, and a few strands of hair fell down her cheeks. Wherever her gaze fell, it seemed as if even the air itself had frozen.

The beautiful woman was followed by two women with very different temperaments.

One was dressed in a colorful brocade dress, with a graceful figure and alluring eyes. The other was dressed in plain white, with snow-white hair and a cold expression.

This group of people instantly attracted everyone's attention!
The people stared wide-eyed at the figures who seemed to have stepped out of a painting.

"Who...whose young master is this? He has such an impressive presence!"

"The fairy... and that woman in black, she's so beautiful too..."

"Who are they? Why did Prefect Song and several generals personally come out to greet them?"

Just as everyone was discussing and speculating about the identity of this mysterious group of people.

The civil and military officials standing inside the city gate, including Song Lu, Xu Xingzhi, Wang Bodang, Xu Shiji, Cheng Yaojin, and Su Dingfang, instantly became extremely respectful upon seeing the man's figure.

Led by Song Lu and Xu Xingzhi, everyone bowed in unison, their voices loud and clear, echoing inside and outside the city gate:

"Your humble servants respectfully welcome the Alliance Leader's arrival!"

"Welcome to the Alliance Leader!"

Behind him, a hundred elite black-armored cavalrymen simultaneously dismounted, their armor clanging, knelt on one knee, and shouted in unison:

"Meet the leader!"

The sound was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly sweeping across the entire city gate area and even faintly reaching the central square in the distance!
Alliance Leader?!
These two words seemed to possess magic, instantly silencing the once noisy street!

All the people were stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief as they stared at the young man in the moon-white robe who was bowed to by Song Lu and other high-ranking officials and greeted by elite cavalry kneeling in welcome.

...He's the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance? That mysterious...nameless leader?!

After a brief silence, an even greater uproar and excitement erupted!
"The Alliance Leader! He is the Alliance Leader!"

"My God! The Alliance Leader is so young!?"

"I knew it! Such grace and poise are no ordinary man!"

"Long live the Alliance Leader!"

Someone shouted first, and then, like a wildfire, more and more people shouted excitedly. Many people even subconsciously imitated the soldiers, kneeling on the ground and bowing to the moon-white figure!

"Long live the Alliance Leader!"

"Long live the Heavenly Dao Alliance!" The shouts rose in waves, filled with heartfelt reverence and fervor! For these people who were able to live and work in peace in Xiangyang amidst the chaos of war, the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance was like a second parent who had given them everything, a god-like being! Seeing his true face today, and discovering that he was such a divine figure, made them even more excited!

Faced with the overwhelming chorus of worship, Yi Huawei's gaze swept gently over the excited, kneeling people, and he raised his hand slightly.

It was just a simple gesture, yet it seemed to contain an invisible power, gradually calming the deafening cheers. Everyone held their breath, looking up at him, waiting for his words.

"Everyone, please stand up."

Yi Huawei’s voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present. It was gentle and had a calming power: “Xiangyang’s current state is not due to my efforts alone. It is the result of the hard work of all the soldiers, the diligence of the officials, and the cooperation of the people. Rise up, everyone.”

His words were simple, yet they carried an authoritative authority that commanded respect. The people cautiously rose to their feet, their gazes still following him with fervent devotion.

With a calm gaze, Yi Huawei swept his gaze around and nodded slightly to Song Lu and the others: "Thank you all for your trouble."

Song Lu quickly bowed and said, "With the Alliance Leader here, how could we dare to be negligent?"

Xu Xingzhi and the others also repeatedly said they dared not.

Yi Huawei said no more and strode forward. Shan Wanjing, Zhu Yuyan and others followed closely behind. Song Lu, Xu Xing and his group stood respectfully on both sides, surrounding Yi Huawei like stars surrounding the moon, and walked along the main street of Xiangyang City towards the city center.

The crowd on both sides automatically parted to make way for a wide road, and countless eyes converged on the moon-white figure. The crowd began to surge towards the main street, eager to catch a glimpse of the Alliance Leader. If it weren't for the black-armored soldiers and law enforcement officers forcibly maintaining order, the scene would probably have already spiraled out of control.

Inside Guanlan Pavilion.

The moment the thunderous shouts of "Welcome, Alliance Leader!" reached his ears, Kim Jeong-jong's fingers, which were stroking the sword sheath, suddenly froze!
As his gaze unconsciously followed the crowd toward North Street, although he couldn't see the newcomers directly due to the angle, an invisible and intangible spiritual intent, as vast as the starry sea, seemed to spread out along with the sound waves, enveloping the entire city of Xiangyang!

This intent was not a deliberately emitted pressure, but rather a natural manifestation of existence, like the sun and moon shining in the sky, illuminating all things, leaving nothing to hide.

Faced with this intent, Jin Zhengzong felt that his decades of painstaking cultivation of the Yi Sword Heart, and his attempts to discern the initiative in swordsmanship, had become as insignificant as a stream flowing into the ocean! He felt as if he were standing naked under an endless starry sky, with every aspect of his aura and thoughts being seen through by that unseen gaze!
"Puff... puff..."

His heart pounded uncontrollably, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead and back, soaking his moon-white Goryeo robe. The longsword resting on his lap emitted an extremely faint, almost inaudible mournful cry—an instinctive tremor caused by the suppression of his sword's heart by a higher level of will!
"The chief!"

The two disciples behind Kim Jungjong, whose cultivation was shallower, did not feel the same way as him. However, seeing Kim Jungjong's sudden change in expression and profuse sweating, they were also shocked and quickly stepped forward, exclaiming in a low voice.

Jin Zhengzong abruptly raised his hand, stopping his disciple from helping him up. He took a deep breath and forcibly circulated the Yi Jian Heart Technique, trying to stabilize his mind, but the tremor and oppressive feeling originating from the depths of his soul was like a bone-deep ailment, impossible to shake off.

He struggled to lift his head, looking in the direction from which the thought came, his eyes filled with unprecedented shock and horror!

"This...this is...the leader of the Heavenly Dao Alliance?"

Kim Jung-jong's voice trembled slightly: "Without ever meeting you, just a slight aura emanating from you... how could... how could it make me lose my composure?!"

He had already held the Heavenly Dao Alliance in extremely high regard, but only now did he truly realize that he had still greatly underestimated it! This mysterious alliance leader's cultivation level had probably already transcended the realm of worldly martial arts, reaching a profound level that he could not comprehend! Compared to him, even his revered master seemed to be far inferior.

Upon having this thought, even Jin Zhengzong himself was startled. He then thought to himself, "When did such an extraordinary figure emerge in the Central Plains?!"

Inside Zuixianju.

Unlike Kim Jeongjong's shock and horror, Chao Gongcuo reacted more intensely when he sensed the invisible force that permeated the heavens and earth!
A twist of emotion flashed across his cold, sinister face. His narrow eyes seemed to be pierced by red-hot steel needles, and a sharp pain shot through them, causing him to groan involuntarily. He instinctively closed his eyes, and a trace of moisture even seeped from the corners of his eyes.

Like a venomous snake accustomed to the darkness, suddenly exposed to the scorching sun, the instinctive burning pain and discomfort is far more acute and unbearable than the feeling of being looked down upon by Kim Jung-jong!

"Baka...!"

A curse, filled with pain and rage, almost escaped his lips, but he forced it back down.

Chao Gongcuo suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot. His original sinister look was replaced by extreme fear.

"How is this possible... this aura..."

Chao Gongcuo's voice was hoarse as he said in disbelief, "So young... yet like an abyss... no, like the heavens! What kind of monster is he?!"

He had been lurking in the Central Plains for many years, and he believed he had seen all kinds of masters, and even secretly observed the aura of grandmasters like Ning Daoqi and Bi Xuan, but never had anyone given him such a terrifying feeling! It was not just a difference in strength, but an absolute crushing on the level of life! In the face of this aura, all those conspiracies, tricks and assassination methods seemed to have become laughable childish tricks.

"We must...we must contact the Turks as soon as possible!"

Chao Gongcuo screamed in his heart, gripped by an unprecedented sense of crisis: "If this man is not eliminated, my 'Seven Killings School' and my Yamato people will never have the chance to conquer the Central Plains!"

He even had the illusion that the invisible mind had seen through his darkest and most unspeakable thoughts.

…………

Yi Huawei walked with composure, a gentle smile on his face. He nodded slightly to the excited people kneeling on both sides, his gaze calmly sweeping over the city that had been revitalized under his rule. However, a fleeting glint flashed quickly in the depths of his deep eyes.

He clearly sensed several chilling and hostile mental fluctuations emanating from the crowd. Some of them, in particular, were filled with a malevolent, greedy, and alien-like aura, like venomous snakes lurking in the shadows, making them unpleasant to behold.

Yi Huawei's lips moved slightly, and a condensed, silky sound transmission entered Zhu Yuyan's ear beside him:

"Madam Zhu, a few mischievous little mice have sneaked in. Have Elder Wen and Elder Dan go and deal with them, and find out what they're up to..."

Zhu Yuyan's expression remained unchanged, and she didn't even look away. Her lips moved slightly, and two voice transmissions were silently sent into the ears of Wen Caiting and Danmei who were following closely behind.

Wen Caiting's charming smile remained unchanged, but as her eyes flickered, her figure vanished silently, like a shadow blending into the crowd, attracting no one's attention. Danmei's pure white figure, on the other hand, seemed to disappear from its spot as if it were merely a distortion of light, as if it had never existed.

The two disappeared without even being noticed by the excited civilians and elite guards nearby. (End of Chapter)