Innate Religion.
Spring Altar Territory.
The gentle mountains and waters lay across the earth like the tender, flowing strokes of a painter's brush, their curves soft and graceful.
The vast blue sky stretched overhead, wisps of white clouds trailing across the boundless firmament.
Amid the tranquil rivers and mountains, a Blood Sedan suddenly flew into view, wrapped in Yin Qi and wreathed in bloodthirsty Baleful Intent. Countless demon spirits and ghosts roamed around it, their shadowy forms scattering countless living creatures in an instant.
Across the many lands under the Innate Religion's rule, people trembled in terror as they hurriedly used every means at their disposal to alert the main altar.
Inside the Blood Sedan, Pei Ling sat high in the seat of honor, paying no attention to the many sound transmissions coming from below. A specially made Sound Transmission Talisman floated before him as well, and he spoke in an even tone. "Senior Wenren, three days from now, I will fight the Innate Religion Leader."
"Please invite the fellow Daoists of the righteous path to come watch the battle."
The Sound Transmission Talisman flickered faintly, and Wenren Lingshe's voice sounded at once. "Why are you challenging the Innate Religion Leader?"
Before Pei Ling could answer, she quickly added, "All right. I'll inform our fellow Daoists and have them come watch."
Pei Ling nodded slightly. "Thank you, Senior."
Wenren Lingshe continued briskly, "Our righteous path would be glad to see this happen."
Pei Ling nodded, then said, "The seniors of the righteous path need only watch the battle. Please restrain yourselves and, above all, do not intervene."
Wenren Lingshe replied, "All right."
The transmission soon ended. Pei Ling put away the talisman and narrowed his eyes slightly.
At the Blood Sedan's current speed, he would reach the Innate Religion's main