Daxia Year Thirteen, January 1st
Just as Xia Hong and Cai Qianshan's first formal negotiation fell apart, five figures stood in the high-altitude clouds two kilometers to the west of Aikou City.
The five were shrouded in a thin layer of white mist, through which the biting wind passed without causing the slightest flutter in their clothing. Even the birds occasionally passing overhead seemed entirely oblivious to their presence.
"Lord Landgrave's Qi Concealing Shield technique is simply divine. We won't even mention Xia Hong, but being only two kilometers apart, Cai Qianshan didn't notice a thing."
"Though Xia Hong is only at the Xianyang Level cultivation, his basic strength is over 240 jun, which already matches a Second Turn Tribulation Body Realm! Among the five of us, I'm afraid there's no one who can take him down."
