Dao companions slew a holy son

Seeing them today, aside from Zixia, whom they already knew something about...

Jiang Yun's other Dao companion, Xia Weier, was also extraordinary, her attacks no weaker than a holy maiden's.

Jiang Shuanglan also bore the Jiang surname, so presumably the Jiang Family would hardly shortchange her.

As the Golden-Winged Little Peng King burst out of the earth, a vast underground palace below was revealed to everyone.

This was no tomb in the ordinary sense, but something like an ancient city. Only one corner of its magnificent gate had emerged into view.

The underground palace, over ten thousand years old, seemed indestructible, as pristine as ever. Without question, profound Dao runes had been inscribed upon it, preserving it to this day.

The ancient city gate had now been shattered. The Golden-Winged Little Peng King and the Shaking Light Son of Heaven had already charged inside with a group of cultivators.

But the Nether Soldiers kept coming. To enter the city, they had no choice but to carve a "nether path" through them.

Though everyone harbored their own schemes, they all moved, fighting their way into the underground palace rather than letting others take the lead.

"Husband, we're going in too." His three Dao companions moved alongside Yan Ruyu, preparing to charge inside.

Clad in a battle robe of great luo refined gold, Jiang Shuanglan summoned a golden Divine Furnace. Its divine flames surged skyward as she cleared the way ahead; these golden flames were especially effective against the Nether Soldiers.

Xia Weier's Nine-Dragon Imperial Seal suppressed particularly powerful Nether Soldiers, while Zixia's Splendid Mountains and Rivers Diagram appeared. Purple qi swept in from the east, its radiance illuminating the sky and sheltering all four women.

Their formidable formation pierced into the underground palace like a sharp sword. No enemy seemed capable