Within the Inner City, the blazing sun hung overhead.
While everyone remained oblivious and went about their ordinary lives.
Three powerful auras, eerie and terrifying, spread without warning.
At the same time, vast and mighty spiritual energy fluctuations erupted abruptly.
Pitch-black pillars of light shot straight into the sky.
Each one was more than thirty zhang wide.
Countless wandering souls flew from around the pillars, releasing joyful shrieks at seeing daylight again.
The sounds of ghosts wailing and souls sobbing became, in an instant, the only melody within this city.
Even the dying screams of countless cultivators were suppressed.
Then came an enraged roar that could tear gold and split jade, suddenly exploding through the air.
"Bastard!"
A Golden Core Stage cultivator's immense Mana surged violently from Fallen Phoenix Mountain.
In the Outer City Area, Luo Chen dragged Zhou Yuanli and the other man as they retreated frantically.
Upon hearing that cry of "Bastard," his body stiffened, and he instinctively turned to look.
A streak of golden Sword Light tried to soar from Fallen Phoenix Mountain.
Yet just as the Sword Light erupted, a gigantic palm slammed down.
The golden Sword Light was smacked back into Fallen Phoenix Mountain.
With that obstruction, the three black pillars of light expanded once more, and enormous fissures split open in the earth.
"What petty rat dares release the Ghost Kings without permission!"
The furious voice rose again alongside another golden Sword Qi, dazzling to the extreme.
That enormous palm of Mana struck again, but this time it held for only an instant before being torn apart.
The golden Sword Qi transformed into a rainbow beam, coiling over Fallen Phoenix Mountain like a colossal dragon.
Suddenly, Pang Renxiong shot into the air. Golden light flickered in his eyes, yet he did not look toward