Cangwu Mountain in Chaos

Amid the endless curtain of rain.

The old man in black strolled leisurely in from beyond the mountain.

Gazing at Cangwu Mountain, towering majestically with three halls suspended in the air, a trace of strange emotion appeared in his eyes.

"Cangwu, the Demon Phoenix, and Qixia Yuanjun too!"

Just as he was about to step into Cangwu, a woman in azure robes coldly blocked his path.

"This is the Feather Race's Sacred Land. Halt!"

The old man in black smiled and shook his head. "A place where a flock of fledgling birds nests together dares call itself the Feather Race's Sacred Land? Girl, you should know that beyond men are men, and beyond the heavens are heavens."

Qing Shuang's expression remained cold. "I know that beyond the heavens are heavens, and I know that beyond men are men. But here, you are the outsider. A Human Race Spirit Transformation Great Power dares to enter the depths of the Desolate Wastes—are you planning to publicly tear up the Ancient Covenant?"

The old man in black smiled without answering.

That response caused a ripple to pass across Qing Shuang's cold face.

So he was admitting it?

At the instant her mind wavered, the old man in black abruptly reached out toward Qing Shuang.

The moment he extended his hand, the winds and clouds within several thousand miles trembled, and the curtain of rain rolled backward. A colossal hand that seemed to prop up the sky formed amid thunderous roars and slowly reached for Qing Shuang.

Its speed was very slow.

Qing Shuang let out a cold laugh, and faint ripples appeared in the space before her.

She took one step forward, about to cast the spatial secret art Near as a Step, Far as the Horizon.

However, the next moment!

Her entire