Meanwhile, a thousand miles away.
After clearing out the supernatural minions on a mountain peak, the Western Expedition Army's core forces gazed toward the distant mountain that, though blurred, still lay within sight.
They could not help but wait tensely.
The Sky-Observing Array Pattern had been activated, but the scenes of battle were always blurred and indistinct, allowing them only to guess at the general situation.
Among all the Lords of Supernatural Phenomena, the Yellow Wind Monster ranked near the very top. Its strength was unfathomable.
Moreover, compared to other supernatural phenomena, it was clearly far more active. Whether that was due to its cultivation method or some other reason was unknown.
Within the Yellow Wind Domain, countless calamities had occurred because of the Yellow Wind Monster's repeated awakenings.
Yet compared to the mere few decades of a mortal's lifespan, although its awakenings were frequent, they still left the Human Race room to recover their vitality.
In truth, even supernatural phenomena causing disturbances once every few hundred years counted as relatively active.
Most of them slept for thousands, even several thousand years, accepting only the passive offerings of their minions and never taking anything on their own initiative.
Some had even slept until their minions died of old age or were worn down to ruin, and the creatures outside had forgotten that a supernatural phenomenon once slumbered there.
The strange tales and anecdotes of the Western Regions contained many such records. Some great clan or major sect would suddenly discover a geomantic treasure land, where everything could be found and which seemed to conceal some great treasure, so they would dig into it with all their might.
Then, as they dug and dug, they unearthed a living King Yama.
However many entered, that many died. Death spread across hundreds, even