On the Sand River Battlefield, three Ancient Wilderness Arks flew side by side, like streaks of light piercing the clouds, vanishing in a flash.
At last, they came to a halt above the wasteland.
Like three islands of clouds in the sky, they blotted out the sun and stirred up a tremendous spectacle.
Just then, a more nimble Ancient Wilderness Ark came toward them.
"Senior, please save the lives of our sect elders! We're being hunted by the Painting Spirit Race!" Two young figures hurriedly flew off the ark.
They were both True Disciples from the two sects, promising juniors with tremendous potential.
One wore the robes of the Wood Cloud Sect, while the other wore the robes of the Beast God Sect.
"What happened?" came an inquiry from one of the three Ancient Wilderness Arks.
Although the Wood Cloud Sect had asked for help long ago, they hadn't given many details!
"Never mind. We can ask later. Saving them comes first!" The inquiry had yet to receive a response.
The three Ancient Wilderness Arks led the other ark across the void and through the clouds.
Before long, dozens of figures appeared in the distance. Close behind them, many members of the Painting Spirit Race were hot on their heels.
At the rear of the group were Venerable Cat Abyss, Venerable Fuqing, and the other Void Refinement cultivators.
They were in a sorry state.
Of the seven Void Refinement cultivators and one demon venerable they'd started with, only five Void Refinement cultivators and one demon venerable remained.
The Void Refinement cultivators of the Beast God Sect and an ordinary faction had been killed!
As for the Spirit Transformation and Nascent Soul cultivators, countless had perished.
"Mo Xiang, you've gone too far!" a voice rang out from one of the three