"Loose cultivators?"
Zheng Yi nodded and said, "Let them wait in the main hall of Baiyu City."
"Yes!"
Chen Liancang quickly left, while Zheng Yi, attended by a palace maid, went to the inner chamber to bathe and change clothes.
Before long, under Chen Liancang's guidance, a number of figures in various attires entered Baiyu City in single file.
The group was about a dozen people, distinctly divided into three factions.
As they advanced, they huddled together, occasionally glancing around.
They also quietly discussed something among themselves using secret techniques.
"What a majestic Imperial Palace!"
"The concentration of spiritual energy here is more than ten times that of the outside world! How is this possible?"
"Could it be that a cultivator is hidden deep within the palace?"
"As far as I know, Tianxingzi surrendered to Great Yu, and he is from the Celestial Secret Sect, which is best known for arrays!"
