Dragon Lake spanning three thousand miles, white jade represents the Yin Gou!

The iron order on Dongfang Jingyue’s waist was made from refined royal jade and carved into a silver hook, proving her noble identity. As long as she carried this order around Violet Firmament Ancient City, all cultivators would have to kneel down to greet her.

Even the heaven-defying geniuses of the big families or elders and protectors were no exceptions!

This was the power of the Yin Gou Clan, one of the four grand families of the Jin Dynasty. In their eyes, a big clan like the Feng Clan could only be considered a local lord.

Although Feng Zhizi’s age had exceeded 60, because he practiced a particular cultivation method, he seemed younger than other practitioners at the same age — who had white hair and a face covered with ravines.

However, his body appeared to be very strong, just like a young military general.

Feng Feiyun, seeing his grandpa limping over, initially made him want to help the old man, but at this moment, there were also two other middle-aged men with him; they were both half-kneeling on the ground.

“Boom!”

All three of them were kneeling on one knee and they respectfully clapped...