Vast mountains stretched endlessly, seldom touched by human trace. Deep within the sprawling ranges stood three perilous peaks, linked together in towering ranks. Their slopes rose steeply into the clouds; waterfalls splashed down their mountainsides, streams murmured below, wild beasts occasionally drank at the water's edge, and birds flew over the forest canopy. It was a tranquil, harmonious wilderness scene.
Looking up from the foot of the mountains, one could vaguely make out sprawling clusters of buildings atop the three peaks. No road leading to the summits could be found below. If mortals saw them, they would surely think immortals dwelled there. In truth, those living on the peaks had indeed transcended the realm of mortals. This was the Daluo Sect, the second greatest sect of the Righteous Path in the Huaxia Cultivation World.
On the wind-swept summits, beneath the blazing sun, the glazed-tile roofs and upturned eaves reflected dazzling colors. From afar, all three mountaintops gleamed with seven-colored treasure light, like three pearls enshrined between heaven and earth. Even if it was not an immortal blessed land, it surpassed one.
The majestic main hall atop the central peak was called Lingxiao Hall, the Daluo Sect's center of command and decision-making. At that moment, dozens sat cross-legged within the hall, facing the one-armed Sect Master Luo Qingtian seated in the place of honor. No one inside looked particularly well. There was no other reason: the Spirit Transformation stage experts of the various nations were like blades pressed against their throats, ready to claim all their lives at any moment. The calamity of sect destruction might descend in the blink of an eye. They could not imagine what terrifying beings the legendary Spirit Transformation stage experts were. At the thought of such figures descending upon them, they could not help but