The Long History of Mount Taixuan!

At this very moment, battles had erupted in all directions.

Chaos reigned in Skyhawk City.

The One-Eyed Great Sage of Heaven was being blocked by the remnants of the Heavenly Beings.

The Great Banner Lord of the Grand Profound Garrison had led his forces out to rescue him, only to encounter an ambush along the way.

This battle had arisen around the Sacred Master's niece.

The Sacred Alliance intended to draw out the remnants of the Heavenly Beings.

Meanwhile, Jie Jin had seized the opportunity to abduct Lin Xiaoyue.

Yet somewhere in the unseen darkness, it seemed that a great hand was moving the pieces on this chessboard.

Even the upper echelons of the Sacred Alliance were ultimately nothing more than the other party's pawns.

And at that very moment, the master behind the scenes stood atop Mount Taixuan.

He had an aged face and a hunched figure, resembling a farmer.

There was no unusual aura about him at all, as though he were merely an ordinary old farmhand.

Yet before him, more than ten thousand elite soldiers and countless warriors of Mount Taixuan already lay sprawled across the ground.

"You weren't scheming against the Sacred Master's niece, but against this entire Mount Taixuan..."

Fu Zhong, the Heavenly Mystery Banner Lord, had lost an arm in his early years. Now, he could only plant his banner before him, slowly wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and say, "The legendary Herb Gatherer, who consumed the demon of the previous Sacred Lord..."

"You recognize me?"

The Old Farmer looked at the one-armed man with interest. "In this world today, there shouldn't be many who have seen my true appearance. I don't recall you."

"With a single exchange, without even making a move, you were able to suppress more than