A young Disciple on the spirit boat looked at the distant direction, suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
The others, hearing this, also looked up, their gaze falling on the majestic and grand Immortal Dynasty city gate.
Golden light flowed on the towering city walls, reaching into the clouds.
And above the heavy clouds, a group of people stood neatly, their feet supported by divine light.
The leader was a stooped old man in a gray robe, seemingly ancient, but his aura was as profound as an ancient mountain.
His hair was white, his face covered with the wrinkles of time, yet his eyes were as sharp as blades, standing there unmoving like a mountain.
Just looking at him, one couldn't help but feel awe and pressure.
"That is... the previous generation's Divine Emperor of the Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty! A true Old Ancestor-level figure!"
"I heard this existence is the father of the current Divine Emperor and rarely appears..."
"Even he has made an appearance?"
Many Cultivators whispered in discussion, their hearts filled with shock, and their eyes showed a hint of reverence and fear.
Behind this old Imperial Uncle, dozens of high-ranking Immortal Dynasty figures stood in order, all with calm temperaments and dignified expressions, dressed in court robes, imbued with divine light, exuding an imposing pressure without even needing to be angry.
Some of them were even high-ranking ministers of the Immortal Dynasty's inner cabinet, or Immortal Marquis Princes who held great power over a region, with powerful cultivation and immense authority.
Further back were the figures of several Imperial Princes and Princesses.
They were dressed in luxurious attire, wearing jade crowns or hairpins embroidered with Phoenix patterns, their expressions either arrogant, composed, or leisurely, yet all of them possessed outstanding temperaments.
There was also a woman in white, her skirt fluttering in the wind, her entire being like a white lotus in the morning mist, pure and unworldly.
She had delicate features, skin like snow, and a pair of Phoenix eyes shimmering with light, appearing gentle and harmless, yet hiding a subtle, elusive hint of cleverness.
A smile played on her lips, her voice was soft, and every glance was like an unintentional flirtation, making one's heart tremble slightly.
She was extremely beautiful, a beauty that was not ostentatious, yet made it impossible to look away.
"Seventh Princess is here too."
"This display... I'm afraid it's the highest-level welcoming ceremony in the entire Immortal Dynasty."
"Who are they welcoming?"
Imperial guards lined up, their golden armor shining in the sky.
The Cultivators watched this scene, feeling parched, and even the Elders on the spirit boat showed expressions of curiosity.
These were all famous figures of the Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty.
Even throughout the entire heavens, they held great renown.
"Could it be that they are waiting for some important esteemed guest?"
"A core figure of a supreme Dao lineage?"
This place caused a clamor of shock and disbelief among the many forces who had come to participate in the Great Hunt, followed by intense curiosity... Above the sky, clouds swirled, like an immortal realm.
Several powerful experts with profound auras and extraordinary cultivation stood solemnly in the high sky, their expressions grave, quietly waiting for something.
Shen Baiyun, the Seventh Princess of the Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty, was dressed in a simple white palace gown, standing to the side, her figure slender, her temperament cool and aloof.
Beside her was her grandfather, Shen Yangping.
At this moment, Shen Yangping looked into the distance, seemingly sensing something, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, then he whispered to his granddaughter:
"Baiyun, the Divine Son of the Jiang Clan suddenly wants to come to our Immortal Dynasty with Shen Luowan. This might not be good news for you, but it's not necessarily not an opportunity either."
"When Jiang Ye had his coming-of-age ceremony, I wanted you to personally get to know him, but unfortunately, Shen Luowan got there first."
He said, his tone carrying a hint of regret and a touch of deeper meaning.
"However, I heard she doesn't seem to be particularly favored by Jiang Ye."
"Now that he has come to our Divine Firmament... you must seize this opportunity."
Shen Baiyun nodded slightly, a spark of light in her Phoenix eyes, and softly replied, "Thank you, Grandfather, for your guidance. Baiyun understands."
Her tone was gentle, her posture proper, appearing obedient and sensible.
Although she said so, she wasn't particularly optimistic about the matter in her heart.
Of course, she knew that Jiang Ye was no ordinary person.
Wei Xuanyin had personally gone to deliver a letter these past few days, and after returning, she had privately revealed some details.
Although Jiang Ye was young, he was so composed that he was inscrutable, his cultivation unfathomable, and the sharpness in his eyes was incomparable to ordinary Prodigies.
Moreover, the other party had also replied to her letter.
More importantly.
He had rejected her invitation.
She, the dignified Seventh Princess, had been politely refused by Jiang Ye.
But Shen Baiyun did not feel embarrassed by this; instead, she grew a little more interested.
She had been accustomed to seeing powerful and noble Prodigies since childhood; what kind of favored child of heaven had she not encountered?
She never needed to seize anything by force; just a word, a glance, was enough to make those men who were once high and mighty willingly bow before her.
Those so-called scions of aristocratic families, royal nobility, hadn't they all become playthings in her palm?
"Jiang Ye..."
Shen Baiyun lowered her eyelashes, concealing the faint light in her eyes.
She knew that dealing with a man of such profound Heart-Nature and strong will could not be rushed.
Since the first attempt was rejected, she would take her time.
The harder a man is to control, the more effort he is worth to her... The sky rumbled, and the sea of clouds churned.
A black-gold chariot came from the distant sky, pulled by nine Dragons, its power astonishing, causing the Void Realm to tremble.
The nine True Dragons were covered in ancient golden patterns, their Dragon eyes cold, their aura immense, and their roars stirred up large swathes of rolling heavenly clouds, making the distant mountains rumble and shake slightly.
The chariot was as solemn and luxurious as a divine palace, with streams of light and array patterns hanging from its four corners, and rays of auspicious light swirling around it, illuminating the young figure within the curtains.
Jiang Ye, stepping through the heavens, arrived.
He was dressed in a black-gold profound robe, his figure tall and slender, his face handsome.
He slightly lifted the curtain, sweeping his gaze over the Immortal Dynasty's high officials and many royal descendants below, his eyes calm and unperturbed.
Many important figures present were moved, and many showed grave expressions, with surprise in their eyes.
"This is... the Divine Son of the Jiang Clan?"
"What a grand display! Even the Divine Emperor's travels are no more than this, right?"
And just as everyone was in shock, the woman in white standing at the very front slightly raised her hand, and a beam of law light soared into the sky, transforming into golden auspicious clouds, meeting the chariot in mid-air.
Shen Baiyun was already respectfully waiting.
Today, she had specially changed into a simple white palace gown, her dark hair like ink, her delicate hands like jade, her entire being cool and elegant, standing on the high platform like a Fairy from the moon, so pure and beautiful that people dared not look directly at her.
"Seventh Princess is actually personally welcoming him, and she's even using such a reception etiquette..."
"Isn't she clearly trying to compete with the Second Princess..."
"Shh, don't speak carelessly!"
Many noble descendants and high-ranking court officials around were all amazed, their gazes turning to Shen Baiyun, then to the young figure in the chariot, their eyes filled with surprise and deeper meaning.
And in a corner of the crowd, a figure stood quietly, dressed inconspicuously, with an ordinary face, only his eyes were as deep as stars.
It was Xiao Fan.
He looked at the imposing nine-Dragon chariot, then glanced at Shen Baiyun, who had stepped forward with a gentle smile, his brows slightly furrowed, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes.
"That's strange..."
"It shouldn't be!"
"At this point in time, why did Jiang Ye come to the Divine Firmament Immortal Dynasty?"