Halfway up the mountain, Yang Xuan of the Spirit Finance Hall was leading several disciples in attacking a wolf demon. The beast stood a full zhang tall at the shoulder, with sharp fangs and claws like knives. Its black fur made it look especially terrifying.
Qingxiao Swords circled the wolf demon, launching one attack after another and drawing furious roars from it, while the Qingxiao Sect disciples continuously cast spells from the surrounding area.
Ye Nan, whose Fate included [Innate Hero] and [Sudden Enlightenment], was casting spells as well. His expression was grave, and he felt immense pressure.
The wolf demon was too powerful, nearly impervious to blades and spears. Their spells and magical artifacts could do no more than wound its flesh and draw some blood. They couldn't hinder its movements at all.
Most crucially, they could clearly sense that a great number of demonic auras were gathering in the distance.
As the group's leader, Yang Xuan felt even more weighed down. He simply didn't let his emotions show. He knew that anyone could panic—except him.
"Make way!"
Yang Xuan suddenly bellowed. His hands moved swiftly through spell signs, and endless red flowers and flying leaves surged from his sleeves.
The other disciples hurriedly moved aside, watching his spell.
This was a spell he had created himself, called Two Extremes Heaven and Earth.
Anyone covered by the red flowers and flying leaves would have their consciousness dragged into another world, where they would sink without a way out.
The wolf demon had never encountered this move, so it didn't dodge. Instead, it swung its claws rapidly, sending out streaks of black force to shred the oncoming flowers and leaves. But suddenly, the scene before its eyes changed.
It was plunged into a world like purgatory. Beneath its feet stretched