The boundless song of the conch filled the air.

The beating of the drums was deep and resonant.

The combination filled the air with solemn austerity.

The grand military procession resembled that of a monarch surveying his domain.

This is undoubtedly a yao faction, and of the thirty-six yao cultivators on parade, nine are in the Spiritual Manifestation Realm! Meng Jinghai, Gu Shandu, Fu Yunkong, and the other illustrious attendees were beside themselves with surprise.

They detected quite a few clues at a glance, and they realized that this procession’s origins weren’t simple.

The numerous factions gathered here had an extremely limited number of Spiritual Manifestation Realm experts.

The Wrath of Heaven Sect was now one of the Great Qin’s peak-level factions, but it only had eight Spiritual Manifestation experts in total.

Yet now, just the military procession creating a path for the grand chariot following it had nine Spiritual Manifestation Realm experts. Who wouldn’t have been surprised?

“That Molten Gold Lion is actually rather decent…” Su Yi’s gaze directly skipped over the procession and landed on the enormous lion-headed, elephant-bodied, golden-furred...