“Let’s take a trip to the imperial palace,” said Su Yi. He rose from his wicker chair, then glanced up at the sky.

It was dusk, and the skies were misty and dark.

Monk Hongji’s expression changed dramatically. “Young lord, we cannot be reckless. The imperial palace is currently occupied by an elder, two dharma protectors, four deacons, and eighteen ordinary cultivators of the Celestial Prison Demon Court. Their combined power is enough to sweep through the entire Great Zhou…”

He then went on to explain the aforementioned people’s identities at top speed.

The Celestial Prison Demon Court elder in attendance was called Hua Hongtai, and he was a true advanced cultivator of the Spiritual Manifestation Realm.

The two dharma protectors were called Liu Ying and Duan Pojia. Both were in the Gathering Stars Realm.

The deacons were in the Origin Palace Realm, while the remaining eighteen were ordinary disciples of the Celestial Prison Demon Court. All were in the Grain Avoidance Realm.

Su Yi had nothing to say to this, but Yuan Heng laughed coldly. “A smattering of power like that? To Master, that’s not even worth mentioning. Monk, there’s no need for you to worry about this.”

Bai Wenqing nodded. “To Senior Su, that is indeed far from...