Yellow Heaven Spirit Infusion

Spring gave way to autumn, and time slipped by without a sound.

In the Western Region, the Impermanence Sect's plans, once interrupted by the Little Peng King, steadily resumed. A complete grand formation was about to take shape.

"The Dark Feather Cult has been much quieter lately. Were they hit so hard last time that their vitality was damaged, or are they plotting something else?"

Standing atop the immortal city and gazing into the distance, Illusory Dream True Person's mind ran through countless calculations.

After the Little Peng King was slain by Jiang Chen, the Impermanence Sect had in fact already prepared for a counterattack from the Dark Feather Cult. They had even set a trap, intending to use this chance to grievously wound the Dark Feather Cult. Yet the final outcome was somewhat unexpected. Not only did the Dark Feather Cult fail to counterattack, it instead fell silent.

"I can't shake this sense of unease. I only hope everything goes smoothly."

With a soft sigh, Illusory Dream True Person withdrew her gaze.

Yet compared to the tranquility of the Western Region, undercurrents still surged elsewhere. The most active among them were the various gods. In particular, gods had begun operating in the Heavenly Mulberry Continent at some unknown point, and their influence swiftly spread.

With no overlord-level force suppressing them, the local factions fought without cease. For a time, no one noticed the spread of the Divine Dao. Many even chose to cooperate with it in pursuit of greater gains.

The Impermanence Sect had launched a purge in response, but its results were limited. The several core gods were exceedingly cautious and exceptionally skilled at preserving their lives. At the slightest hint of trouble, they hid away. Coupled with the cooperation of local factions, the Impermanence Sect was never