At the edge of the Biluot Star Domain, in a deathly silent stretch of the Chaos Void.
Space rippled in widening circles like the surface of water.
More than forty figures radiating terrifying auras slowly emerged.
Their leader was none other than Red Skies True Lord.
Only now, his face was dark and his eyes venomous, all his former smugness gone.
Beside him stood a middle-aged man clad in pitch-black armor, his aura as unfathomable as an abyss, as dreadful as a prison.
The man's aura was even stronger than Red Skies True Lord's.
He had already reached the peak of the Fusion Dao Period.
He was the powerful ally Red Skies True Lord had invited: Black Armor True Lord, a supreme elder of the Heavenly Martial Divine Sect.
"Crimson Skies, are you certain they're here?"
Black Armor True Lord swept his gaze across the barren void, his low voice carrying a hint of challenge.
Red Skies True Lord had paid no small price to secure his help.
If this expedition came to nothing, he would certainly not treat Red Skies True Lord kindly.
"Rest assured, Brother Xuanjia," Red Skies True Lord hurriedly said.
"I've already performed a divination. After draining the fortune, those three didn't flee far. They're lying low somewhere near the Biluot Star Domain."
"And according to the information I received earlier, their most likely next target is the Yuheng Realm, just ahead."
He pointed at a world wreathed in nebulae ahead, a ruthless gleam flashing through his eyes.
"We need only lay a Heavenly Net here."
"Then wait for them to throw themselves into it!"
Black Armor True Lord nodded at that.
He glanced at the more than forty Da Luo True Realm cultivators behind him, and his confidence grew.
More than forty fellow cultivators,