The Mysterious Yin Mountain Range lay in the northeastern part of the Tianxuan Realm. Yin Qi was dense here, and it was one of the Heavenly Demon Palace's branches.
Deep within the mountain range, a Heaven-Propping Giant Peak, tens of thousands of feet tall, stood proudly between heaven and earth. At its foot stood a black memorial archway carved with countless Fierce Ghost patterns, bearing the three words "Mysterious Yin Peak."
A medium-built Green-Shirted Man and a corpulent Blue-Shirted Man stood beneath the archway, chatting idly.
"Martial Ancestor Wu and the others haven't shown themselves for years. There are rumors outside that they were killed."
The Green-Shirted Man spoke curiously.
"It's perfectly normal for Mahayana cultivators not to show themselves for tens of thousands of years. Don't make a mountain out of a molehill. It must be our enemies spreading false rumors."
The Blue-Shirted Man analyzed.
"Someone's coming."
The Green-Shirted Man spoke, and they stopped talking.
A Cyan Escape Light appeared on the distant horizon. After a flash, it came to a halt, revealing a flying boat gleaming with cyan light.
A full-figured woman in a green skirt stood atop the azure flying boat, her aura as vast as the sea.
"Greetings, Martial Aunt Liu."
The Green-Shirted Man and the Blue-Shirted Man bowed.
The woman in the green skirt nodded. With a hand seal, the azure flying boat flew into the black archway.
Just then, piercing Ghost Wails rose from the nearby ground. An egg-sized Black Bead shot out from underground and instantly exploded.
With a thunderous boom, a massive mass of black light shot into the sky, piercing the clouds.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
A shrill alarm sounded.
Large numbers of Heavenly Demon Palace disciples rushed out of their residences, their faces filled with terror.
At the mountain summit