The siege of Old Lord Valley

The Li Family Ancestor appeared, drifting through the clouds, his voice seeming to rise from an asura hell.

The "little time" he spoke of was the black clouds surging through the sky with the force to topple mountains and overturn seas, the sudden, savage winds.

It was the pitch-black mirrors beneath those clouds. The four Body Integration cultivators had only just risen when the mirrors opened like gates, unleashing the death that haunted every step within a mist-shrouded forest. Those embodiments of death bore the auras of mighty cultivators.

Clatter, clatter.

Steel scraped against steel. At one end of a black chain stood a girl in a yellow dress with twin ponytails. The other end forked in two, one branch leading to a compassionate Buddhist nun, the other to a half-naked old man who slumped like a walking corpse. His skin was pale, and the last trace of Dao resonance lingered on him as he vacantly stroked the hollow where his heart should have been.

Even the young nun's "Amitabha," imbued with Buddhist wisdom, could not mask the eeriness of this slightly mischievous girl.

That sense of death, clinging like maggots to bone, came also from the experts stepping out of mirror after mirror following the girl's appearance.

The paper-thin gates seemed to hold a treasured realm within. An endless stream of experts emerged, until their terrifying pressure utterly drowned the peace that should have reigned over Old Lord Valley, and fear began to find a voice.

"The Xuanyuan Family of Single-Name Prefecture! That's their emblem! Those are... the Xuanyuan Family's ancestor and their divine beast!"

"The Changsun Family!"

"The Eternal Immortal Sect's law enforcement elder, Lin Yunzhi. The head of the Changsun Family, Changsun Buhuo. The immortal sect's sect master, Duanmu Qi..."

Aura after aura at the Body Integration,