The Specter Of The Academy

The iron bow was right in front of Ning Que, and the mess all around the human world had already tightened the string. Just like what happened in the Wilderness, conflicts were everywhere and the battle could happen at any time. No one knew when the world would be destroyed.

A Da was a devout follower chosen by Sangsang and the most outstanding young power of Golden Tribe Royal Court, so he could sense the gaze of Ning Que who was standing on the city wall of Chang'an thousands of miles away. Hengmu Liren shared his experience, but he couldn't sense Ning Que's gaze, for Ning Que was not looking at him at this moment or for there was too much attention on him right now.

The sacred sedan was moving slowly on the street of Yangzhou City, with sacred music playing. The people of Qinghe Prefecture kneeled down on both sides of the street and looked at the sacred sedan ardently and humbly, for they were either pious or frightened. Hengmu was happy to see this.