Qiankun and Qingyu arrived at Wuxiang Mountain to see Hongjun, but they did not get the result they wanted. Hongjun refused to step forward and mediate the conflict for the Sacred Immortal Path Alliance.
Old Ancestor Yin Yang sought out Huang Tian, but Huang Tian ignored him. He was not foolish enough to wade into this mess now.
Huang Tian had also encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, but he looked down on the methods of Yinyang and Qiankun. Petty tricks.
The way Yinyang and Qiankun borrowed the fortune of others carried severe consequences. When you wandered the world, sooner or later, you had to pay your debts.
An Innate Supreme Treasure was not omnipotent. It could suppress the backlash of fortune for a time, but not forever.
The hundred-thousand-year deadline had arrived. The Dragon Clan moved in the east, the Phoenixes in the south, the Qilin in the center, and the hundred races in the north. Only the west remained quiet.
But the west had already become the private territory of the three clans. The Innate Divine Beings were not fools.
The great experts of the three clans all emerged, leading their armies straight toward the Cave Heavens and Blessed Lands. They began attacking mountains and sweeping the lands, inviting formation masters to break the mountain-guarding formations or temporarily halt their operation.
Countless giant dragons coiled across the sky, commanding thunderclouds that dyed the heavens a dark violet.
Phoenixes spread their wings across the firmament, leading a host of the Feathered Race. Crimson flames fell like meteors, seeking to set the Cave Heavens and Blessed Lands ablaze.
Qilin stomped the earth, shaking the foundations of the mountains. The Earth Veins began to churn, mountain ranges shifted, and the mountain-guarding formation was torn apart, revealing a chasm-like rift.
"Boom—!"
Thunderous