Netherworld City

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked up, their expressions varied and their eyes flickering.

"Looks like someone finally couldn't hold back and made a move. Judging by that aura, it seems to be Chen Huan."

"Heh, that works too. Let him scout things out for us. Then we'll know where Lu Ren's limits lie and make our later plans easier."

Another man sighed. "The things in that fellow's hands are simply too tempting. There are no few people like us who have their eyes on him."

Atop a cliff on Hanging Mountain stood two figures with their hands clasped behind their backs, surveying the situation below. A bold sense of strategizing from within the command tent and securing victory a thousand miles away suddenly rose in their hearts.

There were no few people across Hanging Mountain who thought as they did. Everyone was waiting for an opportunity. The moment Lu Ren showed even the slightest sign of decline, once these people confirmed it, they would bare their fangs in an instant. Like a school of sharks drawn by the scent of blood, they would seize the chance to rush in and take a bite.

Everyone harbored such thoughts. Only Chen Huan and his group were reckless enough to finally be unable to hold back from making a move.

The next moment, everyone saw a massive city, grand and towering like a majestic mountain, descend from the sky amid dense ghostly qi and the wails of ghosts and howls of spirits.

As the grand array beneath Lu Ren's feet activated, the enormous city blotted out the sky and covered the earth. It seemed truly real, yet also incomparably illusory.

The instant the giant city appeared, the flow of qi across all of Hanging Mountain abruptly changed. Countless streams of