Boom!
Boom, boom, boom!
At Wind Thunder Peak, the Wind Thunder Drum was struck, its warbeat summoning the generals.
Kong Huan wore a black robe. As a Black Robe Elder and the Chief Lord's direct eldest disciple, she circulated her mana and hammered the Wind Thunder Drum, stirring the Power of Wind and Thunder into strange phenomena.
With the Wind Thunder Drum sounding and the Chief Lord's decree issued, Body Integration Spirit Lords, Silver Robe Elders, and Black Robe Elders came in droves, gathering together.
The site of the battle was called the Wind Thunder Stage.
The Wind Thunder Stage stood atop the second-highest mountain in the Wind Thunder Peak region. It towered into the clouds, overlooking all directions and the rolling sea of clouds, with a view across the endless mountain ranges stretching tens of thousands of miles around Wind Thunder Peak.
Seated upon the golden throne at the seat of the Chief Lord was Li Qingyuan. He wore the Chief Lord's exclusive golden Dharma robe, embroidered with Wind Thunder Dao Rhyme, his bearing imposing and extraordinary.
The two disciples, Kong Huan and Yun Ji, stood to either side, unable to stop themselves from looking over the Gold Robe Elders around them.
The Golden Plume Divine Chicken was at the Integrated Body Middle Stage, while its left and right deputies, Spirit Magpie and White Crane, were at the Integrated Body Early Stage.
Old Zhao sat cross-legged in midair, half-human, half-ghost—neither immortal nor god. As an artifact spirit ghost cultivator, he held the true body of the Myriad Souls Banner, while the Netherworld Ghost Domain spread around him.
Bing Ling'er stood in the wind. Her cultivation had improved, reaching the Perfected Early Body Integration Stage. Within a hundred yards of her, all was frozen solid, the land and sky locked