Chapter 291
High above Black Cloud City, just as they neared the Inner City's white walls, the Society Master abruptly halted.
"Go find out who just flew past," he told Commander Xin beside him.
For this trip, he had brought three of the Mingxin Society's five Commander Xins—enough to seize Black Cloud City as swiftly as possible. Complete domination was never the objective; that had always been unrealistic.
His true goal was to bury the array disk he carried beneath Black Cloud's critical Moon Towers. It was a cornerstone of his grand design. He viewed the entire Federation as a chessboard, its cities as pieces, and this was his next move toward a far larger ambition.
Yet somehow, the young man who had just flown past left him with an inexplicable sense of discomfort. It had been a very long time since he'd felt this way—not since his Evil Mist condensed and his Emperor Blood reached great completion. His once-thin Emperor Blood had compressed to its absolute limit.
Emperor Blood was classified by tier. A single mercury-like drop in an ordinary Emperor Blood Mistborn was enough to steadily suppress a common Mistborn. Beyond that, the tiers were determined by the concentration of Emperor Blood in the body, divided into five stages. The Mistborn Emperor had once coined names for them: Morning Dew, Water Vase, Origin Stream, Heavenly River, and finally, Mist Emperor.
To date, only the Mistborn Emperor had ever reached the Mist Emperor tier. No matter how hard anyone else tried—devouring and compressing their power—they could only reach Heavenly River.
The Society Master watched Commander Xin accept the order and depart, then turned his gaze to the massive white wall.
"Move out. Let's see what Xie Chang'an has kept in reserve."