Innate Religion.
Autumn Altar territory.
Nightfall.
Dusk sank low, shrouding all things. Mountain ranges and great rivers lay silent in the darkness. Only the chirping of insects broke the stillness, while wind and flowing water filled the air with the breath of life.
A Blood Sedan flew through the sky, its Yin Qi chilling and its bloodthirsty Baleful Intent thick, sending all living things fleeing. Countless birds and beasts scattered in fright.
Inside the Blood Sedan, Pei Ling sat upright with the Nine Souls Blade strapped to his back, eyes closed as he rested.
In three days, he would reach the main altar of the Innate Religion.
By then, the Five Righteous Sects, the Tower of Reincarnation, Wushi Villa, and Su Lijing would all have arrived.
He was currently walking the Immortal Path. The cultivators from the Eight Sects who came to watch could only look on. No one was allowed to help him!
On that score, Pei Ling was most at ease about the Tower of Reincarnation and Wushi Villa.
The former would be delighted to see as many people die as possible; the latter could be fobbed off with a few words.
As for the Five Righteous Sects... Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't interfere in a feud within the demonic sects.
Although Wenren Lingshe was his woman, he had already warned her in advance. She would surely do as he asked.
And as for Suzhen Heaven, he would have to see who showed up...
As he was thinking, Pei Ling suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze flashed like lightning as he peered through the sedan curtains into the distance.
The way ahead of the Blood Sedan was dim, cloaked in deep night.
But through his Spiritual Sense, he detected countless powerful auras emerging far ahead. Like a surging