Among the Feather Clan's floating immortal mountains, divine birds and aberrant beasts soared and leapt, blasting apart clouds of Immortal Mist.
At the summit of a towering mountain, a majestic gilded palace radiated brilliant light, as though it sought to rival the blazing sun hanging high in the sky.
At this moment, streams of consciousness converged within the great hall.
"Every side is watching. The consciousness lights of quite a few Immortal Emperors have descended. Our Feather Clan is merely an Immortal King-level force; it would be best not to interfere."
"Since Lingshan has chosen to enter the fray, there is nothing left for us to do."
"It is only a pity about Heavenly Elephant City. Another cluster of our clan's wings will be severed."
"It is only a trifling Heavenly Elephant City. Even if it is completely annihilated, it matters not. Let us simply watch how things unfold."
Amid the exchange of thoughts, the fate of the Heavenly Elephant Clan had already been decided.
Clearly, whether they could ultimately survive depended on just how much Lingshan could accomplish.
In the Upper Realm, forces changing hands several times in a short span was nothing unusual. As an Immortal King-level force, the Feather Clan had long grown accustomed to it.
Meanwhile, within Heavenly Elephant City, beneath the suppression of the golden, scorching sun, the phantom of the Taiyuan Immortal Tree emerged beside Lin Xuan. Flowers of every great power erupted with their most dazzling radiance, strengthening Taiyuan Power.
No one could see the multicolored light coursing through Lin Xuan's body like dense rivers interweaving through every inch of his flesh and blood, supplying him with immense power.
Taiyuan Silver Light appeared abrupt and dazzling amid the scorching Golden Rosy Cloud, while the crystalline gleam upon the Taiyuan Immortal Tree grew even