Chapter 417: The Hem of the Clothes of Seocheon (2)
A deafening sound echoed violently.
Kwah-gwahk—!
Jeong Yeon-shin pierced through the golden palace roof, soaring upward. At this moment, with shards of broken tiles scattering around him, he gripped the reed that matched the golden hue.
Thanks to the Divine Dragon Blossom Knot technique, the reed, imbued with the mystic powers of the sword, allowed him to fly. While it could not compare to the speed of the ten-mile-long flight, it still floated through the air at a height unreachable by monkeys.
Whoooo—
The wind blew toward the heart of the Forbidden City.
The moonlight diffused through the dark night air, as the reed with the resonant sword’s hum vibrated through the air like a sharp blade.
Jeong Yeon-shin raised the reed high, as if it were a sword stance, and surveyed the area below.
His view stretched endlessly as the golden palaces spread out, forming an immense square shape in the distance. Yet, despite the imposing and refined clusters of the palaces, there was no trace of the Divine Sword Sect’s presence.
The spirit of the Tang siblings should have been felt as a warm sensation.
It felt like the aura narrowed the moment the Taihe Hall’s doors closed.
As expected from the imperial family, they had prepared in case of rebellion with a perfectly laid formation.