Liu Changxu stood on the deck of the Ruyi Sky-Patrolling Battleship and gazed into the distance. Kunlun Mountain rose majestically, wreathed in clouds that lent it an ethereal, immortal air. Yet beneath that heavenly facade lurked a murderous tension, like swords drawn and bows bent.
Through the formation barrier glowing with white spiritual light, Liu Changxu discovered that the buildings and scenery on the mountain no longer looked anything like they once had.
The grand castle atop Kunlun Mountain was particularly striking. Its spires rose like thorns, and its walls were carved with intricate, unfamiliar totems. Every corner exuded an exotic air, utterly unlike the ancient, dignified appearance of the Kunlun Sacred Land he remembered. Clearly, the White Feather Race had completely remodeled it.
"Those aliens actually desecrated our sacred land like this! Even ten thousand deaths wouldn't atone for their crimes!"
Beside him, Su Yuxue stared at the incongruous castle, her delicate brows tightly knitted and fury blazing in her eyes.
As a Mahayana Sacred Emperor who had lived in the Kunlun Sacred Land for tens of thousands of years, she had poured her heart and soul into every inch of Kunlun Mountain. Naturally, seeing aliens transform it into this left her seething.
Liu Changxu did not respond directly to Su Yuxue's anger. Instead, he turned to his daughter Liu Fuyin beside him and said:
"Yin'er, stay here and oversee the Sky-Patrolling Battleship. Yu Yao, Xuege, Sister Su, Ba'er, Hai'er, come with me to attack Kunlun Mountain!"
As he spoke, he flashed outside the Ruyi Sky-Patrolling Battleship like a streak of light. In an instant, magic power surged around him like a tsunami. The Thirty-Six Red Lotus Immortal Swords burst from his body first, followed by the Ruyi Void-Mystic Mirror, the Wishful Soul-Destroying Lamp, the Heaven-Flipping Sea-Splitting Halberd, the