The Finest Below Pure Yang in the Myriad Heavens and Worlds

Above the heavens, the sea of clouds stretched vast and boundless. Layer upon layer of qi seas surged and roiled like raging waves sweeping across heaven and earth.

The cloud sea was deep and dark, thunder serpents darting through it. Within the dim yellow world, tiny figures hovered in the air.

As streams of aura converged, the unique presence of Upper Three Realms immortals stirred heaven and earth, plunging everything into darkness.

Thunderbolts pierced layer upon layer of cloud sea and tore through the firmament. Then countless bolts of lightning raced and raged within the clouds, illuminating every shade of vermilion, purple, azure, and crimson.

Beneath the darkened canopy, those hundreds of millions of thunder serpents erupted in an instant. Lightning fell like rain, endless thunder spraying down upon the mortal world and shaking heaven and earth with its roar.

"Tianyuan World is the land of us Tianyuan cultivators. How can we allow outsiders like you to run wild here!"

"The Tianhe Dao Sect has already been driven back. Why insist on playing the hero here?"

"Daoist Yu Ming, do you think you alone can stand against all the heroes of Cloud Perch Continent? Leave at once, lest the Dao Fruit you struggled so hard to cultivate shatter here."

Voices rang out like great bells and mighty chimes, echoing endlessly above Jadewater Lake on Cloud Perch Continent and setting heaven and earth trembling.

Looking around, every seemingly vast and indistinct figure stood upon auspicious clouds, halos of Dao light behind their heads. Their auras were magnificent and resplendent. All were exalted Upper Three Realms cultivators.

Tianyuan World was, after all, a great world. Though the Tianyuan Sacred Sect and Tianhe Dao Sect had fought for twenty thousand years, reducing Tianyuan World to a state where stars fell and mountains and