The night wind howled.
The moment Xu Yuan launched the Signal Arrow,
deep inside the mountain,
the commanders led their teams in swiftly activating their Formation Discs and leaving.
By the time the Cultivators of the Mortal Realm arrived, they had already been transported away in groups.
The All Things Unity Society's strategy was clear: until the two worlds were connected, they would never meet their enemies head-on!
Qi Canghai had also teleported a thousand miles away.
In a dark valley,
he had barely landed
when mist filled the valley.
Someone followed close behind him, appearing amid the surging fog.
It was Xu Chengan.
"If we fight in the Mortal Realm, the commotion will be too great. It will draw this world's powerful figures," Qi Canghai said.
Xu Chengan raised a hand and formed a Spell Seal.
Netherworld Passage Art!
Mist instantly spread through the entire valley.
Another world flickered in and out of sight as the fog rose, as though it lay just beyond the valley.
It was a dead, vast desert filled with nothing but endless fragments of bleached bone.
Not a living thing stirred there.
It was perfect for a final battle.
With a light leap, they could cross the boundary between life and death and reach this Fragment World in the Ninefold Nether.
Qi Canghai suddenly said with a sigh,
"The Netherworld Passage lineage certainly has a taste for growing rebellious bones. It seems I'll have to uproot every last one of you before the All Things Unity Society can stay united." Xu Chengan seemed utterly unmoved. He replied,
"The organization should follow my example and naturally shed its old, rotten waste to ensure its own growth and evolution." "Fine words. Let me ask you this: if you were President of the All Things Unity Society,