Zu An took out something from inside his clothes just then. Yan Xuehen didn’t think too much of it.

It was completely natural for cultivators to have their own personal magic artifacts, such as Zhuang Hetong’s golden brick. By refining it for oneself and engraving special runes, those magic artifacts would be able to display great strength.

But Zu An wasn’t even at the master rank. Just then, both he and Jian Taiding had suffered from their battle. What could he possibly do even if he had a magic weapon?

Just then, Zu An took out the yellow scroll. His expression grew solemn, and he chanted in a clear voice, “I make a dedication to the heavens, accepting its mandate. The emperor’s imperial order states…”

As his voice rang out, clouds began to gather in the skies above. A mysterious pressure began to vaguely gather.

Yan Xuehen, Jian Taiding, Qiu Honglei, and Tang Tian’er were stunned. The others present were speechless.

There were quite a few of them who were experienced and knowledgeable. They obviously knew what an imperial decree was and just how terrifying its power was!

When she felt the pressure grow stronger and stronger around her, Yan Xuehen...