You Can’t Handle This

In the palace, Ye Futian sat cross-legged. Over a thousand holy badges hung suspended in the air before him. The soft glow that emanated from within the holy badges began to resonate and combine. In no time, it formed a dazzling image that looked somewhat like a map.

"A map of the Divine Road." There was a sharp glint in Ye Futian's eyes as he looked at the image. He tried to get a better look, but the image floated in and out of sight. It was impossible to read the map clearly. He only saw the blurry image of a giant Divine Road. Nine cities lay on the Divine Road, and Ye Futian locked his sights upon one of them. He could barely make out the outline of Flaming Prison City.

On the map, a streak of bright light could be seen where Flaming Prison City was. Ye Futian's eyebrows creased. Could this light be marking where the large relic was?