The night was as dark as ink.
The night sky was shrouded in deep blackness, not a single star could be seen.
Bei Yun City was nowhere near comparable to Tianyao City, the cultivator city that Ye Chenfeng had previously left. It should be known that even the most elite sects had to show deference to the City Lord's Mansion of Tianyao City, while Bei Yun City was only under the control of four cultivation clans: the Zhengs, the Lius, the Hus, and the Qins.
Each of the four clans had an ancestor at the Divine Thought Realm holding the fort, which allowed them to be considered Seventh Rank sects. With four families equivalent to Seventh Rank sects governing Bei Yun City, their strength could not be considered weak.
At this moment, in Bei Yun City, within the grand mansion of the Zhengs.
Inside Zheng Wu's room, the young master of the Zheng family, the lights remained glaringly bright.
