A great opportunity had emerged.
It had alarmed those hegemonic powers of the central region.
Such a magnificent and spectacular streak of fleeing light disrupted the Heavenly Secrets and stirred the faint thread of Cause and Effect.
Three days later.
"So this is the Southern Wastes? As expected, an uncivilized land of raw meat and blood-drinking. Truly filthy."
A young man wearing a noble prince's crown stood with his hands behind his back. His arrogant gaze swept over the scattered tribes below, large and small, and a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes.
A streak of light cut through the sky.
A nine-story cloud tower crossed through the air. Beneath it, a Cloud Whale formed entirely from mist spread its wings, bearing the cloud vessel as it crossed over from the central region.
A banner bearing the iron-stroked, silver-hooked character for "Cloud" snapped loudly in the wind.
The moment that solemn and powerful aura arrived, it was discovered by countless mountain tribes.
Immediately afterward.
"Haha, I never expected your Cloud Tribe to arrive first. Our Wind Tribe has fallen a step behind."
A hearty male voice rang out in laughter.
High in the sky, a wild azure wind arrived from the north.
Soaring upward, a vast palace tore through the heavens, countless currents of wind swirling around it.
The emblem of a wind spirit appeared on the exterior of the palace.
"Wind and Clouds has arrived first. Rain and Thunder should be here soon as well."
Thunder boomed.
Rain poured.
The world seemed to have suddenly been divided into four separate domains.
Wind, cloud, rain, thunder.
Lu Qing opened his eyes.
Three days had passed.
The Ancient Demons were still fighting, but the arrival of the human cultivator forces from the Vermilion Bird World immediately brought that earthshaking battle