The dim crimson setting sun hung in the far west, its rays bathing the entire Tianmu Spirit Mountain in a deep red.
The boundary between yin and yang, the two separations, still flowed through the skies.
Yet the stifling atmosphere grew ever more oppressive. Beneath the two grand arrays, countless battle formations had also taken shape.
Over a thousand Purple Mansion and Golden Core cultivators stood shrouded within those formations, their expressions grave. At times they looked into the distance; at others, they gazed up at the heavens.
Above that black-and-white spiritual line, more than a dozen figures had long since descended into the sky.
An old man clad in a withered yellow qilin robe stood side by side with Mu Huayuan, the Mu Family Old Ancestor, who wore a beast-patterned robe.
Behind them stood Qing Jue, Nu Jue, Mu Minghe, and the Four Profound Ancient Lion, along with several unfamiliar figures.
"Are your injuries holding up? If not, don't force yourself. If you die, I won't show your Mu Family any mercy." The old man in the qilin robe was none other than the Tao Demon Old Ancestor of Sky Severing Valley, whose true form was a Taotie.
After saying that, he looked toward Mu Minghe, then at the distant Four Profound Ancient Lion, and could not help licking his lips.
His cultivation art was related to devouring. Sixth Order Demon Saints and Spirit Transformation cultivators were both great nourishment to him.
Mu Huayuan, clad in his beast-patterned robe, did not answer. He merely looked at the group in the distance before sending a voice transmission to the Tao Demon Old Ancestor.
"Guess which of those three is the real Ye Family?"
The Tao Demon Old Ancestor snorted coldly and did not wish to acknowledge Mu Huayuan. Only after