But dispatching a Martial Sovereign from the Lingxiao Pavilion of the Empire for one person is truly shocking.
The shadow sighed in the air, feeling that although Xia Naiwu's actions were too ostentatious, being just a servant, he had no place to voice his opinion.
"Once this is over, who knows how those Xia lords will handle the Emperor's Son..."
He couldn't help but shake his head.
Lingxiao Pavilion.
The tallest and most magnificent tower in the Imperial Capital, standing at the very center, built up to twenty-four floors, approximately four hundred meters high.
Though the Martial Sovereigns nurtured by the Great Xia Empire, the existence of the Lingxiao Pavilion consists solely of those at the pinnacle of the Martial Dao.
They are the Xia Family's strength on the surface, twenty-four people, guarding twenty-four territories of the Great Xia Empire.
The lower twelve of them once took action against the Reversed Blood Lineage.
