Xuan Tianzong and Dan Chenzi

Clouds gathered in the sky at some unknown point, turning into enormous bundles of cotton. Under the moonlight, some parts were bright while others remained dim, presenting a mottled and murky appearance.

This realm gradually grew dark.

Occasionally, looking up through the gaps in the clouds, one could faintly see flashes of blue lightning accompanied by the sound of wailing ghosts.

The army on the ground was also thrown into a flurry of panic.

Suddenly, a red light pierced through the sky!

An Yang cast a supportive spell on himself, and when he looked up at the sky once more, his gaze had already grown sharp.

This spell was used by scholars to capture fast-moving miniature matter or energy during specific experiments. Its effect was very strong, allowing him to immediately spot the flying red light.

It turned out to be a skull composed of countless craniums, seemingly burning with raging fire as it dragged a purplish-red glow at high speed, resembling a shooting star. Judging by its appearance, it looked as though it were charging at a target with the force of a landslide!

"Old Monster You Quan!"

An Yang followed its trajectory.

That was unmistakably the loftiest mountain in these parts.

An Yang shifted his gaze once more, following the direction from which the skull had originated, and could faintly sense a powerful energy body existing in that realm, carrying numerous negative emotions.

It was simply too far away, and there were too many clouds and mists in the sky with insufficient visibility, so he could not see that far.

Consequently, he resolutely stood up, provoking a sensitive reaction from several nearby soldiers who almost drew their sabers.

An Yang glanced indifferently to the side and strode toward the direction where the red light had shot away.

Suddenly,