In just one line, the inscription below is Xue Dingtian, the current head of the Xue family in the imperial capital city, with immense power.
Behind the letter is a portrait, which is lifelike and exactly like the real person.
"It's actually him!" The young man showed a hint of surprise.
If it had been anyone else, the young man might not have recognized it, but he was too familiar with this portrait. He was invited by the Tianmu students and almost took action, but it was their appearance that resolved the crisis.
"The small innate fifth level actually alarmed the family leader. Who is this person? He has such great ability and the family pays so much attention to him."
The young man didn't know the information about Liu Wuxie yet. Since the master of the family told him, he obeyed, put the letter in his arms, followed the woman named Le Yao, and rushed towards the Imperial College.
Just as Liu Wuxie guessed, she didn't feel anything unusual at first, and everyone chatted while walking.
By the second hour, many people began to panting from exhaustion, which was like boiling a frog in warm water.
The pressure slowly increases unconsciously. The ten-mile long street is guarded by a formation. This is a pressure formation. The deeper you go, the greater the pressure. After an hour, the pressure is nearly doubled.
Because everyone is slowly going deeper and the pressure is slowly increasing, it can't be felt.
By the time you feel it, it's already too late. Your body is soaked, your legs are like lead, and every step you take is extremely difficult.
Liu Wuxie was in no hurry and kept walking at the back of the team, maintaining a constant speed.
His physical body is comparable to the peak of the Spirit Cleansing Realm, and this little pressure is of no use to him.
An hour and a half later, some people have already sat down to rest. If this continues, it will be difficult to walk to the Imperial College in three hours.


Chapter completed!