The closer he got to the front, the happier He Yiming became.
Looking from afar, he could only see that there was a human settlement here, but he couldn't tell how big it was.
But after getting closer, he could easily tell that the human settlement here was huge. Although it couldn't be compared with the big cities in the East, it was still the largest city he had seen since he entered the Ice Field.
There were even tall city walls here. Although these city walls were useless against powerful spirit beasts such as the Beastmaster, but it was just right to defend against the numerous ordinary beasts in the North.
There were guards at the entrance of the city. Although the people who came and went were not questioned, those people were still moving in groups, and they were obviously equipped with weapons.
He Yiming was riding a white horse, holding a Baozhu, and coming here alone, which was extremely eye-catching among these people.
But what made He Yiming feel quite strange was that these people not only didn't look at him with any rejection or malice, but were instead full of respect.
He Yiming was at a loss and touched his nose. Although he was conceited, but he wasn't abnormal to the point where he thought that he could make some ordinary people admire him.
But the respect in these people's eyes was absolutely sincere, which made him feel suspicious. Could it be that even with such a dress, he could still be recognized?
Following the crowd to the city gate, a guard came forward and said respectfully, "Sir, the Holy Land's emissary has issued an order in the city. All the lords who come to the city must report to the sub-palace in the city."
He Yiming blinked twice. In all honesty, he could understand every word the guard said, but he didn't understand what he meant.
He Yiming frowned and said, "What sub-palace? Who is the emissary of the Holy Land?"
The guard was startled and looked suspiciously at He Yiming, and his eyes gradually became unfriendly. But after all, he wasn't a rash person, and said, "I wonder if you have advanced to the Xiantian realm?"
He Yiming nodded his head slightly, but in his heart, he secretly added that He was a 9th Heavenly Layer, not a Xiantian.
Not to mention that the head guard didn't hear this sentence, even if he did, he wouldn't understand the difference between the Innate Stage and the Ninth Heavenly Layer. However, as long as He Yiming was an Innate Expert, that would be enough.
An even more respectful expression appeared on this person's face. He said, "Sir, the Northern Ice Plains is currently being attacked by a once-in-a-millennium beast wave. The holy land's emissary is a sir sent by the Northern Ice Palace. At this time, he has the authority to lead all the sirs on the ice plains to resist the beast wave." He paused for a moment before continuing, "A few days ago, Lord Envoy entered the city and gave the order for all Innate Lords in the city to head to the branch palace. Therefore, after this lowly one saw Milord, I went forward to report. "
He Yiming nodded slightly, but a moment later, his eyes were filled with suspicion. He asked, "How did you know that I have advanced to the Xiantian Realm?"
To be able to see that he was an Innate Expert at a glance, this person was at least in the Innate Realm. However, after looking at him for a long time, He Yiming couldn't tell which part of him looked like a Xiantian expert.
That person lowered his head and said, "Sir, you are riding alone in the ice plains at this time. If you didn't have the cultivation of the Innate Realm, I'm afraid you would have been killed by the beasts on the ice plains."
This person spoke straightforwardly, without any roundabout way. However, this personality made He Yiming greatly admire him.
At this point, he already understood why those strangers showed a respectful expression when they saw him.
In the Northern Ice Plains, a special place where humans and beasts were in a deadlock for thousands of years, the status of practitioners was quite high here. As for the Innate Realm experts among the cultivators, they were revered by everyone.
When those people saw him traveling alone on a horse, they naturally thought that he was an Innate Expert. In this special environment, they were still quite respectful to Innate Experts.
As for the Baozhu in He Yiming's arms, not many people took this little fellow to heart.
He Yiming pondered for a moment. With his status, he naturally wouldn't care about this order. However, when he heard about the Holy Land Emissary, it reminded him of Yuan Lixun from the Northern Ice Palace.
He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "I don't know the address of the branch palace. Get someone to lead the way for me."
The head guard was immediately overjoyed. Although the Holy Land Emissary had the authority to command all the nearby Innate Experts, the problem was that only the native Innate Experts of the Northern Ice Plains would listen to his orders. As for the Innate Experts from other places, they were basically arrogant and unruly. It was impossible for them to listen to the Holy Land Emissary.
Since He Yiming asked who the Holy Land Emissary was, of course, he couldn't be from the Northern Ice Plains. Therefore, the head guard was very worried that He Yiming would flick his sleeves and leave or ignore him.
However, he didn't expect the Innate Expert in front of him to be so easy to talk to. Of course, he couldn't wait to personally lead He Yiming into the city and walked towards the branch palace.
The city wasn't small, but He Yiming looked up and vaguely felt that the management here was quite chaotic. However, almost everyone in the city was a practitioner. Although more than half of them were only at the third or fourth level of Internal Strength, this kind of cultivation ratio was quite terrifying.
Although he had a lot of questions, he didn't ask in front of the head guard.
He followed him through a few streets and came to a courtyard in the city. He respectfully went forward and knocked on the door. After a while, the big iron door slowly opened. A middle-aged man's head popped out and looked at the head guard with a sharp gaze.
This middle-aged man's inner force cultivation was already at the sixth level. His eyes were filled with power. When he glared at the head of the guards, he immediately shrank back. He quickly went forward and whispered a few words to the head of the guards.
The middle-aged man's face suddenly changed and was immediately filled with a smile. He personally opened the door and respectfully welcomed He Yiming in.
As for the head guard at the city gate, after receiving some silver, he left in satisfaction.
The middle-aged man obediently welcomed He Yiming into the hall. Along the way, he didn't dare to ask He Yiming's name.
However, before entering the hall, a servant wanted to take the white horse away, but He Yiming waved him away.
It wasn't that He Yiming was worried about White Horse Lightning's safety, but he was worried about the safety of those people. If they took good care of White Horse Lightning, it would be fine. If they didn't take good care of it, it would be a big problem.
Also, if someone took away the ornaments on White Horse Lightning's head, then as long as they weren't blind, they would be able to see the horn on its head.
Therefore, He Yiming very firmly refused the other party's request and said that he would be responsible for taking care of his beloved horse.
The middle-aged man naturally didn't dare to have any complaints, because he was very clear that these powerful Xiantian Lords all had their own strange hobbies. They had seen even the most unreasonable things. Naturally, they wouldn't take such a small request to heart.
Leaving White Horse Lightning and Baozhu outside the hall, He Yiming entered. He didn't want White Horse Lightning to leave his sight.
A moment later, a big man walked in with a majestic gait.
On this big man's body, there was a strong aura, which was a special characteristic of practicing a strong Secret Art. He Yiming only needed a glance to recognize that this person was practicing a Gold Attribute Secret Art. Moreover, he had been in the Xiantian realm for some time, and his cultivation was almost approaching the One-Line Heavens realm.
Of course, practicing martial arts was easier said than done. Whether he could successfully advance to the One-Line Heavens realm in the end still depended on his own luck.
When this person entered the hall, his eyes immediately fell on He Yiming. However, after seeing He Yiming's excessively young face, his eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of suspicion.
However, he immediately returned to normal and said with a smile, "This humble one is Yi Zhongtian, the manager of the Holy Land's Branch Palace in Peng City. Your Excellency has come to Peng City from afar, so this Yi didn't welcome you. Please forgive me."
He Yiming smiled slightly and said, "Brother Yi is too polite."
He just stood there and smiled calmly, but there was an indescribable majesty on his body, which made Yi Zhongtian faintly feel a trace of fear.
Yi Zhongtian's face changed slightly. He had seen countless people in his life, but he had never experienced such a strange thing. However, the perception of a Xiantian master was quite strong. Since he discovered the abnormality, he didn't dare to act rashly.
Originally, he wanted to test the depth of this person, but at this moment, even if he ate a bear's heart and leopard's gall, he didn't dare to do so.
"Your Excellency has come from afar, how should I address you?" Yi Zhongtian said with a smile.
He Yiming casually said, "My surname is He."
Yi Zhongtian was startled again, but he immediately felt relieved. Some Xiantian masters were unwilling to reveal their names to others easily. Being able to tell their surname at the first meeting was already quite giving face.
Peng City was now in a crisis, and he didn't want to offend a Xiantian master over such a trivial matter.
"So it's Mister He." Yi Zhongtian paused and said, "Mister He shouldn't be from the Northern borderline, right?"
He Yiming nodded slightly and said, "That's right. He came to the Northern borderline this time because he was invited by two friends, and they came together."
Yi Zhongtian's eyes immediately lit up. To be able to call a Xiantian master brother and travel together with him, there was a high chance that he was an expert of the same level.
If there were three more Xiantian masters in the city, the crisis this time might be safely resolved.
He immediately asked expectantly, "Brother He, where are your two friends? Can they enter the city with you? "
He Yiming waved his hand and said with a bitter smile, "He and his two friends got lost, and we don't know where they are now."
The light in Yi Zhongtian's eyes immediately dimmed. He sighed softly and said, "Now that the Ice Field is overflowing with beast tides, even Xiantian masters can encounter thousand-year-old spiritual beasts. We have to be careful."
He Yiming couldn't help but laugh. He immediately understood that the other party thought they had encountered a beast tide, which was why they couldn't defeat them and split up. However, he couldn't be bothered to explain this matter.
Yi Zhongtian's gaze shifted and he immediately saw the white horse outside the hall.
He was startled and immediately understood that the white horse must be Mister He's mount.
His gaze circled around the White Horse Leidian's body. His eyes suddenly focused and stared unblinkingly at the Snow Fox's corpse on the White Horse Leidian's body. Even his body began to tremble because of excessive excitement. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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