Immortal Crossing Sect.
Cloudveil Peak, located within Guangning Prefecture, rose thousands of fathoms high. Shrouded in mist year-round, it resembled the dwelling of immortals, hence the name Immortal Crossing.
For several centuries, the Immortal Crossing Sect had been a dominant force in Guangning Prefecture. Powerful experts emerged one after another, and every generation had formidable figures at the pinnacle of the second rank, even the first rank of martial arts, holding the fort.
Moreover, according to rumors, the Immortal Crossing Sect was far from as simple as it appeared on the surface.
Behind the Immortal Crossing Sect stood the support of an immortal sacred land.
That was why the Immortal Crossing Sect had remained prosperous and unfallen for centuries.
Shen Wenyuan looked at Cloudveil Peak in the distance, wreathed in clouds and mist, his expression grave.
This was an overlord-class force that had stood within Guangning Prefecture for centuries.
In previous years, its high-end combat power alone had been enough to suppress the authorities.
The high-end combat power of the Great Xia had always been far inferior to that of local sect forces. This was an unavoidable reality throughout its more than eight hundred years of existence.
In the past, he had never dared imagine that one day he would be able to march upon and level the Immortal Crossing Sect.
But today, what he had once never dared imagine had become his goal.
Today, his target pointed straight at the Immortal Crossing Sect—to flatten its gates.
I wonder whether the immortal Grotto-Heaven behind them will intervene! he silently thought.
This was also what worried him most today.
But the arrow was already on the string; it had to be loosed.
Ji Mingzhou and Li Sixiang had both been wounded in battle. The Immortal Crossing Sect was now at its