The Great Battle Begins

"Father!"

"Shut up! Is this any place for you to speak?" The middle-aged man had barely opened his mouth when Venerable Di Ming harshly rebuked him. His son truly was worthless, and he did not care much about that. But his grandson had been a genius, breaking through to Dou Zong at such a young age. If he had not fallen, he would have had every hope of reaching Dou Zun in the future.

And now, his grandson was dead. Though he had many grandsons, that one had been the most gifted among them all. Therefore, he had to avenge him.

The night soon passed, and the sun's power rose. When the first streak of crimson dawn appeared in the sky, Ye City also began to bustle with activity.

Street vendors began hawking their wares, large shops opened their doors, some people had just risen, while others who had worked through the night were preparing to sleep.

At that moment, a group of people abruptly appeared above Ye City. In a city this large, there were no rules prohibiting flight, so plenty of people traveled through the skies, and many had long grown accustomed to it. But today seemed different.

When snowflakes began to fall, everyone could not help looking up.

"That is... the master of Ice River Valley, the Ice Venerable!"

"My heavens...! And the master of the Wind Thunder Pavilion, Venerable Thunder!"

"That is Venerable Di Ming of the Tianming Sect. Why is he here too?!"

"And those are... people from the Soul Hall!"

The Central Continent had never lacked worldly people, but when they saw those hovering above Ye City, they still could not help crying out in shock.

"Four Dou Zun powerhouses gathered together. Are they trying to level Ye City to the ground?"

Someone cried