Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
That day, the sky was terrifyingly dark. Heavy clouds surged down from the north, blotting out the entire sky. They were not the usual gray, but an eerie blood red, like cotton soaked through with fresh blood, weighing heavily over the Azure Profound Sect.
Countless distorted faces could faintly be seen churning within the clouds, releasing bursts of shrill, anguished howls. This was Blood Clouds Pressing the Border, a phenomenon unique to the Blood God Sect's cultivation techniques. Each howl sounded like millions of people screaming in agony at once, making scalps prickle and hearts tremble.
Before the Azure Profound Sect's Mountain Gate, the Eastern Region Allied Forces stood ready for battle.
Azure Profound True Person stood at the very front, his azure robes snapping in the wind. His expression was calm, his gaze blazing, without the slightest hint of nervousness. Yet his grip on his sword was tighter than usual. Behind him stood seven True God experts.
Emperor Void, Sword Sage of the Limitless, Reincarnation Heavenly Venerable, True Lord Dao Origin, and three early-stage True God experts who had lived in seclusion for many years.
Farther back stood more than two hundred peak demigods and Great Perfection demigods, along with over ten thousand elite disciples from the Eastern Region's various sects. All wore grave expressions and gripped their magic treasures tightly, awaiting the bitter battle to come.
No one spoke. A grim, murderous tension filled the air.
Lin Feng stood among the crowd, the Chaos Sword of Chaos resting across his knees. His injuries had healed completely, and his cultivation had advanced further during this period of recuperation. The four origins circulated in perfect harmony within him, and the Chaos Pearl had regained its former luster.
His eyes were closed,