Three days later,
Golden Pool Peak.
A cacophony soared into the sky. At the foot of the mountain, a vast sea of people stretched all the way to the horizon, a magnificent sight to behold.
At the same time, nine enormous stone platforms stood at the foot of the mountain. The platforms were broad and expansive, their killing intent surging skyward. Nine formidable forces stood silently upon them, their presence enough to make hearts tremble.
Each stone platform held a throne, with nine figures seated upon them. Under their overlooking gazes, many experts did not dare meet their eyes. The Nine Kings of the Da Luo Territory were renowned far and wide.
The last of the nine stone platforms, however, was no longer empty as usual. Instead, a graceful figure stood there.
She wore black battle armor that clung tightly to her exquisite, alluring body, accentuating her captivating curves and slender figure.
Her long dark hair was casually tied up, giving her an especially valiant air. Her fair, round jade-like legs beneath her battle skirt drew countless furtive glances. Merely looking at those legs left some people dry-mouthed, let alone considering that their owner possessed such a fiery figure and cold, stunning features.
That graceful figure was naturally Jiuyou.
Behind Jiuyou, Lu Chen and Lin Jing stood on the left, while the Tang sisters stood on the right.
Below the throne stood several thousand Jiuyou Guards clad in black armor. They remained silent and motionless, yet their fierce, murderous aura was impossible to ignore.
It was clear that while Lu Chen had been away, Jiuyou had trained them well.
Lu Chen stood quietly at the front of the stone platform, his calm eyes sweeping toward the Blood Hawk Hall. On its vast stone platform stood an army clad in blood-red