Chapter 163: Yi Yan

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Yi Yan

Underneath Fang Mountain, the leaders of both factions walked forth, each accompanied by around forty followers, stopping at a distance from each other.

"General Ironblood, could it be that you will be leading the talks this time?" Princess Qianyou smiled, holding a folding fan in her hand.

General Ironblood's expression was solemn as he glanced at the people opposite him, speaking in a deep voice, "The talks at Fang Mountain concern matters of both dynasties. How could I take the lead? We shall commence once the Grand Commander of our dynasty arrives."

"Oh?" Princess Qianyou's expression turned serious, and behind her, her companions mirrored her demeanor.

"I didn't expect the Grand Commander of the Great Yu Empire to come forward. I've admired him for a long time," Princess Qianyou said earnestly, with a tone of genuine respect.

Not only Princess Qianyou, but everyone behind her showed expressions of respect.

In the nearby tent, Zhongshan furrowed his brows.

The Grand Commander of the Great Yu Empire? Who is this person? Respect, yes, it's respect that even makes enemies feel it? This Grand Commander must possess considerable personal charm.

Zhongshan was well aware of General Ironblood's strength. Even the formidable individuals of the previous alliance were his subordinates, and each one of them held him in utmost respect. When facing General Ironblood, Princess Qianyou seemed calm and composed, but upon hearing the Grand Commander's name, her expression turned solemn.

The Grand Commander of the Great Yu Empire?

"Is the Grand Commander of the Great Yu Empire powerful?" Nan Batian whispered to Shui Wuhen.

Zhongshan also listened intently, obviously curious about this Grand Commander.

"The Grand Commander of the Great Yu Empire is not strong in terms of cultivation, but he's formidable," Shui Wuhen explained.

"Huh?" Nan Batian looked puzzled. Not strong? But formidable? What does that mean?

"The Grand Commander of the Great Yu Empire, named Yi Yan, is only in the Yuan Infant stage in terms of cultivation. However, his position in the Great Yu Empire is irreplaceable. Even within the ranks of the Great Yu Empire's army, his prestige surpasses that of the imperial capital itself," Shui Wuhen elaborated.

"Are you saying that Yi Yan is only in the Yuan Infant stage?" Nan Batian wore an incredulous expression.

"Yes, he's here!" Shui Wuhen pointed to the distance.

Indeed, everyone beneath Fang Mountain fell silent, gazing at a growing black dot in the sky.

On the side of Princess Qianyou's Da Luo Tian Dynasty, everyone waited quietly, their eyes showing reverence. In the opposing army, nearly everyone displayed admiration, including Ironblood General, the commander of the Great Yu Empire's First Legion, who was visibly excited.

As the black dot drew nearer, Zhongshan finally made out the flying object.

It was a large sedan chair, resembling a house, carried by sixteen sedan bearers, each shouldering a massive beam, stepping on white clouds as they carefully lifted the sedan chair. These sixteen bearers were all at the Yuan Infant stage, formidable figures equivalent to sect masters on Tian Lang Island. Yet here, they were merely sedan bearers?

Of course, Zhongshan understood that only Yi Yan would command such powerful individuals to serve as sedan bearers.

As the sedan bearers flew, they not only stabilized the sedan chair but also cast spells, enveloping it in a protective barrier, shielding it from gusts of wind and maintaining its stability.

"All hail the Grand Commander," all the soldiers of the Great Yu Empire bowed respectfully, each genuinely and without hesitation.

Yi Yan merely nodded slightly and slowly made his way towards Princess Qianyou and her companions at the foot of Fang Mountain.

"Greetings, Mr. Yi Yan," Princess Qianyou said.

"Hmm, Princess Qianyou, I've heard of your esteemed reputation," Yi Yan replied with a faint smile.

"I dare not, Mr. Yi Yan. Your presence at the Fang Mountain talks today is truly an honor for me," Princess Qianyou said.

"Princess Qianyou is too polite. Please," Yi Yan said gently, gesturing for her to proceed.

"Please," Princess Qianyou also gestured in return.

Subsequently, Princess Qianyou and Yi Yan walked at the forefront, with their respective leaders following respectfully behind.

Yi Yan's pace was slow and arduous, as if climbing Fang Mountain required all his strength. However, he insisted on walking without assistance. Everyone behind him waited respectfully, showing no impatience. Because he was Yi Yan.

Despite the three hundred meters of Fang Mountain taking half an incense stick's worth of time to climb, no one showed impatience.

On top of Fang Mountain, Zhongshan couldn't see the figures of the people below, but his mind was in turmoil.

Yi Yan? What kind of person is he?

Beside him, Nan Batian also stared wide-eyed, full of disbelief. How could such a person exist? This was too exaggerated!

In another tent not far away, within another tent.

Three people stood in the tent, one kneeling on the ground. The one kneeling was Mo Yanbing's subordinate Xiaosan, and among the three standing, one was Mo Yanbing himself.

Mo Yanbing looked at Xiaosan with a hint of satisfaction.

"Young Master, that Zhongshan is in the tent to the left. I saw it with my own eyes," Xiaosan said respectfully.

"Good, since he's come to us, keep an eye on him. After the Fang Mountain talks, I'll deal with him," Mo Yanbing said solemnly.

"Young Master, what about Shui Wuhen? He might intervene," Xiaosan said with a trace of concern.

"This, I'll have to trouble you two," Mo Yanbing looked at the two people beside him with a smile.

"Young Master, don't worry, with the two of us, we can definitely stop Shui Wuhen. He won't dare to harm us. We're just curious, how did that Zhongshan offend you?" one of them asked with a hint of confusion.

Glancing at the person, Mo Yanbing frowned slightly, obviously embarrassed to mention the humiliating incident from last time.

"Please, let's not dwell on past matters," Mo Yanbing shook his head.

Seeing Mo Yanbing's expression, the two knew not to ask further. They nodded and one of them said, "Young Master, rest assured."