Where Would the Blood of Reform Begin?

Beast-Spirit Immortal City.

A grand welcoming ceremony was underway here.

Ninety-nine pure-black heavenly horses spread their wings to clear the way, ninety-nine black dogs led the path on the ground, and nine hundred ninety-nine black sheep flanked both sides.

These heavenly horses, black dogs, and black sheep all exuded the aura of Foundation Establishment cultivators. Their fur was sleek and glossy, their forms handsome and imposing, without the slightest wound anywhere on their coats.

Beyond them stood thousands upon tens of thousands of horses, cattle, sheep, and dogs. Most were at the Qi Refining realm, with Foundation Establishment beasts common among them. Led by large numbers of Golden Core lead horses, lead sheep, and lead dogs, they stood in orderly ranks around the perimeter.

This was wealth, symbolizing the prosperity and flourishing of the Hei Clan.

At the very center, numerous black crows circled in flight, forming a formation. From time to time, they beat their wings in unison, their cries ringing high as Dao intent spread outward, using an ancient rite that had endured for ten thousand years to welcome honored guests.

Surrounded enthusiastically by countless divine beasts and spirit birds were two cultivators, one old and one young.

The old man was lean-faced and austere, his expression stiff and old-fashioned.

The young cultivator sat perfectly upright. He was handsome, flawless from every angle, and from time to time responded to the surrounding black crows with impeccable etiquette, making many of the female black crows' eyes sparkle.

It was not only because of his appearance and his peak Golden Core cultivation,

but because he was Rule Heir, a heaven-blessed prodigy of the Guishan Iron Clan, leader of the Northern Plains righteous path, and one of the twin prodigies of the Righteous-Demonic Alliance!

If they could gain his favor, even