Long Yan certainly wouldn't care about all that much. He was merely here to deal with his own matters. Carrying Dragon Tooth, the cold midnight wind howled like the cries of a child, but none of this could sway Long Yan as he headed towards the dwelling etched in his memory.
The surrounding lights shone as brightly as daylight, all originally set up to capture Long Yan. Yet, by merely using the cost of a single Storm Pear Blossom Needle, the seemingly impenetrable defense had crumbled entirely.
The lights reflected off the surrounding architecture, which glittered with opulence and extravagance, making one sigh in awe. It appeared that, even a thousand years ago, the Emperor Clan was incredibly wealthy, so much so that when they transitioned into the Cultivation Clan, they still remained one of the Three Great Forces. However, this led Long Yan to wonder which family had supported the Emperor Clan—this was indeed a mystery.
