Ji An recalled a certain night on Rotten Peach Mountain, when the Netherworld True Monarch had unleashed his Nascent Soul Manifestation.
At the time, wind and sand had filled the sky, blotting out the bright moon's radiance and forming a twisted human face. Chilling winds wailed, and bone-piercing cold wrapped around him, making his body tremble instinctively.
Back then, he had still been a cultivator at the Chaoyuan stage. He had traveled far to the Southern Continent for the sake of the Qi Eater, and not long afterward, he had obtained the Gourd Stone from Earth Fiend Gate cultivators.
He had been extremely surprised by the appearance of the Buddhist cultivators, and a thought flashed through his mind. Something has happened in the Southern Continent!
Earth Fiend Gate cultivators had always preferred to hole up in their sect's underground caverns, raising and refining corpses. Unless absolutely necessary, they would not venture outside, and even when they did, it was to seek better materials for corpse refinement.
Now, the Earth Fiend Gate's strongest expert was being pursued by two Buddhist cultivators. There were countless possible explanations, but every one of them indicated that the situation was grim.
If the Netherworld True Monarch had been ambushed and pursued outside his sect, it meant the Buddhist cultivators' infiltration of the Southern Continent had become extremely serious.
But the most worrying possibility was that the Earth Fiend Gate's mountain gate had been surrounded by Buddhist cultivators, and the Netherworld True Monarch was fighting desperately to break out.
Very soon, the three chasing and fleeing figures arrived within twenty-odd li of him. Ji An immediately rode the clouds forward to meet them.
He had no favorable impression of the Netherworld True Monarch, but when facing Buddhist cultivators, they were natural allies. At the very least,