Southern Border, Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley.
The sea of clouds stretching ten thousand miles fell quiet once more.
The aftershocks of the battle slowly faded, and fragments of sacred Dao laws drifting across the sky settled to the ground.
Below the Main Peak, ten Dao Sages of the Setting Sun Divine Palace lay sprawled on the ground, bound by layer upon layer of sacred chains.
Their bodies were covered in bloody wounds, their Dao Fruits sealed, their Saint Power exhausted.
Endless despair and towering fury filled their eyes, along with deep disbelief.
They had come to Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley to find someone. Never had they imagined they would fail to find that person and be subdued instead.
Worse, Dao Sage Chiyan, one of the four Dao Sages previously captured by Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley, had so enraged the valley with their attitude that he was killed on the spot!!
Now they were truly in deep trouble.
They did not know why the usually mild-mannered Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley had suddenly become so ruthless, but they knew there was no peaceful way to settle this anymore.
How it would end was beyond anything they could predict.
They only feared that the Setting Sun Divine Palace had yet to learn how Bright Moon Spirit Tide Valley had changed. If it kept judging the valley by its old standards and sent more people, the situation would collapse entirely...
News of their defeat soon spread.
It raced back to the Setting Sun Divine Palace in the Western Wastes at a terrifying speed of a million miles in an instant.
The Western Wastes, the Setting Sun Divine Palace, the Sunlit Sacred Hall.
In the solemn heart of the ancient hall, a battered golden message-light suddenly burst apart at its