Time flowed on, and several months passed in the blink of an eye. Autumn had arrived.
The autumn wind was bleak, and all things between heaven and earth were striving for winter. Yet at this moment, a piece of news exploded like a depth charge, jolting awake cultivators across the world and leaving their hearts shaken.
The world's greatest expert, Meng Shenji, had survived the eighth lightning tribulation. But during his weakened period after the tribulation, he was discovered and was now being jointly hunted down by six peerless experts: Peacock King Xing Xuan, Heavenly Snake King Xing Mou, the Xuantian Pavilion Master and his wife, Sage Tu Yuan, the Grand Elder of the Essence Spirit Temple, Bai Fengxian, the True Gang Sect Master, and Zhao Feier, the Great Luo Sect Master.
To escape with his life, Meng Shenji had already fled overseas.
"Meng Shenji has already survived the eighth lightning tribulation? Could a Yang God expert truly emerge in this era?"
"Heavens! Peacock King, Heavenly Snake King, the Xuantian Pavilion Master, Sage Tu Yuan, Bai Fengxian, the Great Luo Sect Master... With those six joining forces, Meng Shenji, still in his weakened state, is certainly doomed."
"The weakened period after the eighth lightning tribulation must be extraordinary. Meng Shenji likely won't be able to monitor the world for the next few years. This is the perfect time for dragons and snakes to rise from the land!"
The instant this news spread, cultivators throughout the world were shaken to the core. Some feared the future, some gloated over his misfortune, and others brimmed with ambition, eager to accomplish something great.
Meanwhile, at Bewitching Bend in the South Sea.
Zhou Tong had returned here once more, because he knew that a battle would soon take place here.
At this moment, he