The main peak of the Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds lay hidden in the thick night mist.
Mountain winds howled, carrying waves of cold.
Three figures raced along the steep mountain path.
Even when a few rogue cultivators heading down the mountain happened to catch a hint of movement, the shadows had vanished into the night by the time they turned their heads.
They could not help wondering whether they had encountered something unclean.
After all, if these were ordinary birds or beasts, how could they fail to detect even a trace of their presence?
Only when they neared the towering stone monument beside the cliff did they slow.
The three figures finally came to a stop.
By the faint moonlight, one could just make out the two brave souls worshipped by thousands that day, accompanied by a white ape demon.
"So damned impressive..."
The Cosmic Demon King stopped and gazed at the towering monument, clicking his tongue. "Seeing a monument erected over our own graves while we're still alive, enjoying offerings this abundant... I reckon we're the only ones in all of history."
"..."
The Tiger Mountain God rolled his eyes, then looked toward the blue-robed figure ahead. "Won't it be awkward if we just walk over like this...?"
They had come precisely to collect the incense-fire power and merit filling the mountain.
Who could have imagined that Jade Luan Manor would be so stubborn? Not only had they erected a monument, they had even sent Palace Second Sister to personally guard the graves in the dead of night.
"We can't exactly attack her, can we?"
At that, the Cosmic Demon King merely gave him a sidelong glance, then sneered. "What the hell are you afraid of? As long as you aren't embarrassed, the embarrassment is someone else's