Dead Fire Abyss.
Situated at the border between Qing Province and Chu Province, it was a perilous mountain terrain, deathly silent within and filled with crimson poison grass shaped like flames. Ordinary people could scarcely enter, hence its name: Dead Fire Abyss.
The Demonic Sect Branch was situated within it.
Normally, this place was rarely visited, but beginning two days ago, a Grand Army had started sealing it off.
In recent years, the Demonic Sect had been stirring restlessly, constantly probing their boundaries. The Great Yan Dynasty had decided to strike hard and intimidate the Demonic Sect.
The Demonic Sect Branch had already sensed something and attempted to break through.
Yet every attempt had been forced back.
There were things within the Demonic Sect Branch that could not be abandoned, but the pressure from the Imperial Court was not overwhelming. The two sides' strength was faintly evenly matched, and so a deadlock gradually formed.
Of course, this was a situation both sides were willing to create.
The Demonic Sect was doing everything it could to stall for time, packing up its precious items in preparation for transfer, while striving to break out and send word to other branches. The Imperial Court, meanwhile, was waiting for Old Ancestor Wang's reinforcements.
When Dragon Mountain Daoist and the others arrived, they saw this scene before them.
Several dozen figures descended from the sky, drawing the attention of many Imperial Court experts.
Dragon Mountain Daoist and the others likewise assessed the people opposite them.
All of them were inwardly startled.
The Imperial Court's side also had five Heaven-Human Realm experts.
Especially the one at the forefront.
Clad in Cyan Armor and holding a Blood-colored Spear, the middle-aged man's gaze was icy and filled with killing intent. A single glance at him felt like witnessing