On a hill far away from Jingyang City, a few figures were standing silently, gazing at the distant Eastern Tang capital.
The sunlight fell on them, causing their golden robes to look even more dazzling and eye-catching.
The middle-aged man leading them was precisely the Sacred Sun Clan's Elder, the East Rising Lord of the Seven Reigning Suns.
Beside the East Rising Lord stood a golden-robed Elder, the Sacred Sun Clan's Principal Elder in the lands of the Eastern Tang. Other than that, there were also some other Sacred Sun Clan martial practitioners present.
Amongst the crowd there stood a white-clothed youth, his face filled with a long, thick beard. While he looked like a gallant and unrestrained person, his eyes actually harboured the coldness of a snake.
The youth's face was still a little pale. As he looked in the direction of Jingyang City, his gaze was filled with anger and resentment.
Naturally, this youth was Xiao Shen.