The divine being had arrived.
At that moment, dark clouds blotted out the sun above what had once been the Single-Name Prefecture in the Southern Border. Within the sea of lightning, a Kuang Long seemed to swim and roar, while purple bolts threatened to tear the sky apart. Everyone felt the pressure descending from the heavens. The Li Family members still on the rooftop and the immortals caught in their infighting all raised their heads. A fierce wind sprang up, sweeping dust and flames into the air as though it would carry that heavenly pressure across the world through the night.
They could not see the terrifying figure behind the clouds and lightning, yet its surging might left no one in doubt of its exalted standing. Before it, even a True Person was an ant, and all living beings were insignificant. All they could do was gaze upward through the wind and sand, beneath the dark clouds and flashes of lightning.
"Brother Dalong!"
On the rooftop, Li Dalong heard the transmitted voice and looked down. In this Spirit Domain fraught with danger, it was his old friend Ba Siyu calling to him.
Ba Siyu's eyes were full of conflict. He kept sending messages: "Brother Dalong, retreat at once. I'll show you the way," and "This is all I can do. You can't win."
"More of a nag than my wife."
Li Dalong muttered the words and shut out Ba Siyu's voice. Immortals were closing in from every direction, even Heavenly Immortals, but he remained unmoved. He merely glanced around. Cuihua had stayed behind in the Underworld to manage his forces.
The Iron Gate Seven were also on the rooftop. Huge as giants, they carried great pillars and occupied the surrounding towers in the formation of the seven stars of the