Guan Shan Dao.
The Qingxuan Sect.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Suddenly, peals of thunder erupted, shaking the heavens.
A streak of lightning arrived in an instant like a phantom, appearing above the Qingxuan Sect and revealing a figure.
It was none other than Lei Zhenzi, the Qingxuan Sect's Jie Realm warrior who had previously appeared at the Golden King Sect.
At this moment, the Jie Realm venerable had lost all his former poise and looked utterly bedraggled instead.
His lightning-blue robe was already in tatters, all its spiritual essence gone. On his chest, a Fist Mark shimmering with brilliant starlight stood out starkly, every line clearly visible.
At the center of his brow, a talisman blazing with fiery light sizzled like a deeply embedded tattoo, leaving Lei Zhenzi as though trapped in a hell of flames.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Just then, three streaks of light raced over from the horizon like shooting stars. They were Venerable Hua and the other Jie Realm warriors from the Three Prefectures.
That day, the three had sought to destroy the Golden King Sect, only to be thwarted by Lei Zhenzi. A grudge had formed, and they had pursued him all the way to the Qingxuan Sect's gates.
"Everyone, according to the intelligence we obtained earlier, the Qingxuan Sect is a hegemonic power in Guan Shan Dao, holding the territory of eight prefectures."
"If we join forces today, annihilate the Qingxuan Sect, and seize those eight prefectures, we outsiders will finally have a firm foothold on this southern continent."
As Venerable Hua and her two companions confronted Lei Zhenzi, an intense exchange took place between their souls.
When Lei Zhenzi had intervened that day to stop them from destroying the Golden King Sect, Venerable Hua and her companions had secretly rejoiced.
Although three prefectures