Kunpeng's Son

After bidding farewell to Profound Ice True Lord, Chen Nianzhi returned to the temporary cave residence.

He found Jiang Linglong and the others, his expression somewhat grave as he said, "Before coming here, I used the Great Evolution Yin-Yang Astral Dao to calculate fortune and misfortune, yet the hexagram revealed no heavenly secrets."

"After arriving at Heavenly Mountain today, however, I faintly sensed something unusual. It seems that some kind of power is concealing Heavenly Mountain."

Qing Ji's brows furrowed slightly. After a brief moment of thought, she asked, "You mean there is an expert on Heavenly Mountain concealing the heavenly secrets?"

"Most likely." Chen Nianzhi nodded, his gaze turning slightly solemn. "To conceal the heavenly secrets so thoroughly that even I cannot deduce them is most likely the work of a Primordial Spirit Dao Lord."

"And whatever has made a Primordial Spirit Dao Lord go to such lengths to conceal it is surely no ordinary matter."

The others could not help but frown deeply, worry rising in their hearts. After considering it for a moment, Jiang Linglong said, "No matter what, we only need to proceed with greater caution this time."

Three months passed in the blink of an eye. At last, the Demon Race of Northern Abyss Sea crossed the ancient icefields stretching billions of miles and arrived before Heavenly Mountain.

The human cultivators did not dare be negligent and hurriedly gathered atop Heavenly Mountain. More than a hundred fifth-tier treasure ships soared through the air, carrying nearly countless demons and beasts.

Seeing the billions of demons and beasts aboard those treasure ships, Ya Ya could not help sighing. "Sigh, this is a battle on the Primordial Spirit level, yet the Demon Sage Kunpeng has actually mobilized such a vast army."

Chen Nianzhi shook his head, his