That day, before the boundary monument between the Heavenly Capital and Heavenly Pole Domains, three figures stood apart.
They gazed at the battlefield ahead, where spiritual qi boiled and shifting lights flickered.
Each wore a grave expression, their entire bodies on guard.
"Just as expected, the Heavenly Capital Sect has relied on its foundation of several thousand years to halt the invading Demon Emperors. The battle is still ongoing!"
"Should we enter the formation?"
"There is no sign of Ming Abyss's disciples. Entering the formation now may be inappropriate."
"Do you still remember what Heavenly Capital Child asked of us before we set out?"
Luo Chen spoke the last sentence.
Those words made Jin Ling, who had initially been the most confident, raise his brows.
Without hesitation, Luo Chen took the lead and stepped into the Heavenly Capital Great Domain, where spiritual qi surged violently.
"Since I agreed to Heavenly Capital Child's request, I will not stand by and watch him die. No matter what, I must do my utmost."
Wind Flower Immortal took a deep breath. The calm state of mind she had maintained for several days once more filled with hostility.
"I will avenge my junior sister!"
As she spoke, Netherwind coiled around her fingertips. Amid a mournful wail, the Netherwind flashed and transformed into a taut, straight sword.
The longsword was pale green. The woman moved like the wind, drifting gracefully into the domain.
Jin Ling, who was last to move, bared his teeth and gave a self-mocking laugh as a golden feather appeared in his hand.
"So be it. I would like to see what sort of sneaky, sinister thing it was that intimidated Senior Brother back then and made him dare not act rashly!"
Mana enveloped his body, and Jin Ling shot into the Heavenly