That night, Yan Wuhen and Rong Yue left Earth City behind.
They reunited with Jun Haoxuan and Lan Meishan at the misty border where Earth City met Wind City, taking over an entire grand inn for the night.
No outsiders were permitted anywhere near the perimeter; any who approached were instantly repelled by an invisible, oppressive wall of raw aura from the divine beasts.
Inside the largest chamber, Ningyan lay unconscious upon the heavy bed. His breathing was shallow but steady, his pale face framed by silver-white hair.
The four divine beast kings surrounded him.
Each radiated a distinct, terrifying presence.
Rong Yue stood near the carved doorway like an unyielding mountain. Tall and imposing, his golden-striped tail swayed in slow, lethal arcs behind him, his icy blue gaze fixed unblinkingly upon the bed.
