Fire Cloud Hall Submits

A week passed in the blink of an eye!

After a brief period of recuperation, Ghost Ridge Palace officially broke through the border and entered Qingzhou. Leading a massive army of over a hundred thousand cultivators with five flying dharma boats, they charged toward Fire Cloud Hall's mountain gate.

Along the way, they naturally passed through the territories of several Righteous Dao Sects in Qingzhou.

Yet before Ghost Ridge Palace's army even arrived, these Righteous Dao Sects of Qingzhou had already meekly sent surrender letters, expressing their welcome for Ghost Ridge Palace to take control of Qingzhou. They were simply following their hearts.

It was no wonder these Righteous Dao Sects had changed sides. The gap in strength between the two parties was simply too vast. Su Jie alone was enough to make it difficult for anyone to even summon the thought of resistance.

Other than submitting, resistance was a dead end. Relocating meant abandoning their territory and resource-producing lands for an uncertain future.

As long as they could preserve their sect inheritances through submission, almost no sect would choose that path.

Thus, these Righteous Dao Sects cast aside their sense of shame and chose to submit to Ghost Ridge Palace, a Devil Dao Sect.

Just like their friends in Qingzhou, they submitted to Ghost Ridge Palace's military might—or, more precisely, to Su Jie's Purple Mansion strength.

Without wasting much time on the road, Ghost Ridge Palace's army soon reached the mountain gate of Fire Cloud Hall.

Among the ranks, compared with the righteous cultivators' immortal air, dazzling golden treasures, and abundant spirit beasts, the Devilish Cultivators led by Ghost Ridge Palace presented a far more spine-chilling sight.

Dark clouds, as though soaked in ink, swept toward Fire Cloud Hall's mountain gate. They were a black swarm of insects formed