An undulating Emerald Green Mountain Range stretched endlessly. From deep within the mountains came an earth-shaking explosion. A massive ball of golden light soared into the sky, making the earth tremble and the mountains shake, faintly accompanied by the sounds of ghosts weeping and wolves howling.
Deep in the mountain range, Zhou Yunlang, Wu Qian, and the red-skirted woman stood in an open area. Not far away lay a towering tree, while countless severed roots littered the ground.
Zhou Yunlang held a fist-sized cyan Crystal Core and said, "There was actually a Mahayana Stage Tree Man here. You refused a toast only to drink a forfeit, so we had no choice but to slaughter you."
"Fellow Daoist Qin of the Blood River Sect is an alchemist. Give this eighth order Wood Demon Crystal Core to Fellow Daoist Qin—he'll definitely like it."
Wu Qian said with a smile, his face full of envy.
Zhou Yunlang nodded and was about to say something when his brow furrowed. Black light blazed from his right hand as he slapped toward a patch of ground.
The void rippled, and a massive palm wreathed in black qi flashed into existence before striking the ground.
With a thunderous crash, the ground exploded, and the earth trembled as the mountains shook.
A series of "clang clang clang" bell chimes rang out. The red-skirted woman's features twisted, as though she were suffering some unbearable pain.
Spirit light flared over Wu Qian and Zhou Yunlang's bodies, and a Black Light Screen emerged around each of them, protecting their entire bodies.
Both the Ten Thousand Ghost Sect and the Heavenly Demon Palace possessed high-grade Soul Divine Arts, but the requirements for cultivating such arts were harsh. Not every Mahayana cultivator could practice them.
The void above the red-skirted woman's head rippled,