C1871 The Saber Was Still in the Sheath Who Could It Slash?

Under the vast expanse of blue skies and endless grasslands, a grand hall stood not far away, its majestic presence marked by nine towering columns, each adorned with a gleaming golden dragon. Above, a plaque prominently displayed two words: Emperor's Pavilion. Apart from this grand hall, there was nothing else in sight.

Ye Feng, dragging his exhausted body forward