Seven Star Island: Great Cultivator

The old monsters discussed a few more details, and it all went very smoothly. Though there was not exactly no bad blood between them, as Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, they naturally knew how to weigh what mattered most.

At a time like this, no matter what grudges they had, they had to set them aside for now. Otherwise, they would have no way to stand against the Snow Fox Clan.

"Junior Brother Qi, please lead the disciples..." Before the white-bearded old man could finish, a scene that left all the old monsters dumbstruck suddenly unfolded.

The sky darkened for no apparent reason. Demonic winds howled around them in streaks, and thunder cracked out of a clear sky, deafening to the ear. Had the Snow Fox Clan already begun their attack?

The old monsters froze, unable to help exchanging looks.

The palace-dressed woman reacted the fastest. With a sway of her willow waist, she transformed into a streak of escaping light and flew out of the pavilion. Very soon, her pleasantly surprised voice came drifting back.

"Everyone, don't panic. It isn't the Demon Race attacking. The Grand Elder has successfully advanced."

"What?"

When the old monsters heard this, they were all overjoyed. All kinds of radiance flashed wildly as they flew into the air one after another and hovered there.

"There's no mistake. This phenomenon is coming from the Cold Pool in the back mountain," the white-bearded old man said with a smile.

"Hehe, the Grand Elder has successfully advanced. In that case, we no longer need to fear the Snow Fox King." The horse-faced man also waved a hand, speaking with great delight.

In the back mountain of Tianjin Peak was a Cold Pool of about one mu in size. It was precisely the Spirit Spring of the Demon