The cloud platform floated high in the sky, gale-force winds howling around it. Its furnishings were extravagantly lavish.
Pei Ling sat cross-legged behind a long table carved with intricate patterns. Gold basins and jade bowls covered it, laden with a dazzling array of spirit wine and delicacies.
His left arm was around Empress Liulan, and his right encircled the Sect Master of Suzhen Heaven. With beautiful women in his arms, he was the picture of carefree indulgence.
Three graceful figures pierced through space above the vast sky. Their jade pendants chimed, their starry eyes smoldered with baleful intent, their pretty faces were frosty, and their fury blazed to the heavens!
Before the four of them had even exchanged blows, the laws of heaven and earth between them had already undergone a series of changes...
The dignified, elegant Founding Patriarch, whose bearing was noble and refined, reached for Empress Liulan. The other Founding Patriarch, who wore a plain green skirt and no makeup, grabbed for Cen Fangwo. The last Founding Patriarch, dressed in an emerald-green palace gown, went straight for Pei Ling's throat!
As the three Founding Patriarchs drew near, the cultivation auras of Empress Liulan and Sect Master Cen Fangwo plummeted. In the blink of an eye, they had nearly become mortals.
Pei Ling's cultivation, however, was not affected in the slightest.
Giant Sang towered above his head, its branches lush and dense. The Ten Great Suns it bore blazed brilliantly, carrying an extreme, icy harshness as they cast their light in every direction—wild, domineering, arrogant, and wantonly destructive.
No matter how the order of this entire world changed, it could not shake him in the slightest.
Whoosh!
As a faint fragrance swept over him and jade pendants chimed, the fingertips of the Founding Patriarch in the emerald-green palace gown