And at this moment—
In the very center of Mystic Heaven Province on the Vast Continent, outside the Celestial Palace, the first group of cultivators who had blocked the palace gates had already withdrawn, replaced by a group with even higher cultivation.
Nearly all of them were at the Void Refinement Realm.
Even the slightest trace of the vast spiritual energy they inadvertently leaked caused the air to twist as though scorched by blistering heat.
Void Refinement powerhouses, who were rarely seen in Mystic Heaven Province on ordinary days—
Were now almost all gathered at the gates of the Celestial Palace.
"Chen Qiu."
At the forefront of this group of cultivators, a middle-aged man holding a massive axe gazed coldly at Chen Qiu, who sat upon the throne inside the Celestial Palace. He enunciated every word. "Must you really waste an entire month?"
"Come out and die now, and I can preserve your yin soul, allowing you to live another life in the Yin Realm."
"Otherwise, once my patience runs out, I will make sure your soul and spirit are extinguished, leaving you no chance to rise again for all eternity."
The massive axe hanging from the man's hand was as tall as a person. Its haft was exceedingly long, and its entire body was scarlet. The flashes of red light that occasionally flowed across its blade were even more soul-stirring.
The terrifying aura emanating from the man caused everyone present to catch their breath.
"Hehe."
Beside him, a young man in magnificent robes wore a jade necklace around his neck. His body stood straight as a pine, and he pinched his fingers in an orchid gesture. Covering his mouth with a fan, he giggled. "Oh my, how troublesome. Why does a Peak Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator from a Lower-Rank