Preaching the Heavenly Dao Sect

There were no few ascenders who shared the same thoughts as them.

Streams of light rose from Qingjing Cliff, and even from the other outer-sect regions of Xuanhuang Mountain, all streaking in the same direction, though each deliberately kept an extremely great distance.

The closer they drew, the more dazzling that azure radiance became, and the clearer the Dao rhythm grew.

Zhou Qing could feel the circulation of magical power within his body speed up by nearly thirty percent, and even his comprehension of the void's Dao principles seemed to grow a little more lively.

An Innate Spiritual Root was truly endlessly profound and wondrous.

However, the wonderful feeling did not last long.

When Zhou Qing and Lin Yan could faintly make out the center of that glow from afar, seeming to hang over a vast plain where mortals lived in clusters, a fierce battle had already erupted.

Boom! Crack!

Heaven and earth changed color; the sun and moon lost their light.

All manner of terrifying immortal Dao divine abilities and magical-treasure radiance collided and exploded madly above that area.

Those taking part in the struggle were far from only the True Immortals of the Xuanhuang Sect.

From other directions, powerful auras also arrived, clearly from other nearby sects, and even from some reclusive loose immortals.

For the sake of that low-grade Innate Spiritual Root that had just emerged, rooted in a spatial rift, its entire body a lush, dripping green yet bearing only three leaves and appearing somewhat withered and incomplete, the True Immortals had already killed until their eyes went red.

Immortal blood spilled down, turning into spiritual rain, only to be evaporated by the berserk energy.

Furious roars and sharp shouts resounded through the universe. The collision of laws threw the spiritual energy of heaven and earth