Beyond Hanging Mountain.
"True Lord Profound Earth had it rough, too. He was only at Early Purple Mansion and had cultivated just one Divine Ability. He didn't even have a Purple Mansion Magic Treasure..."
"If we'd kept fighting, the six of us really might have beaten him to death."
Fang Qing held the Bronze Halberd and watched True Lord Profound Earth depart.
A Purple Mansion True Person might lose a fight, but escaping was still easy enough.
The Purple Mansion cultivators he had heard of dying had either been trapped in Grotto-Heavens and Blessed Lands or faced a Great True Person at late Purple Mansion. Those were exceptional circumstances. "But True Lord Profound Earth really suffered this time. He lost his sect headquarters, and he couldn't even take the Purple Mansion formation with him..."
Moving a Purple Mansion formation was troublesome. Before True Lord Profound Earth could even get that far, the White Bone Way had come knocking at his door. "But now the White Bone Way has made an enemy of a Purple Mansion cultivator. And there's Cloud-Touching Cliff, too... Great True Person Sichen is petty enough to hold a grudge..."
"Once he's free of the Demon Race's pressure, he'll surely have more schemes in store..."
Fang Qing sighed and swung the Bronze Halberd in his hand.
He had now reached Third-Order Body Refinement. His blood and qi surged skyward, making him seem like a peerless great demon. The Bronze Halberd was made of extraordinary material and bore his tremendous strength with ease. Bronze light flashed across its length as it became a pillar reaching into the heavens and crashed against Hanging Mountain's Purple Mansion formation.
The formation blazed with ten thousand rays of rosy light, then abruptly became a landscape of a thousand ravines and ten thousand gullies.