Green Pond.
This sea lay at the boundary of the Northeastern Twin Seas, encircled by coral islands, its waters calm and undisturbed.
To the west lay the immortal paradise of Penglai, and to the east, the vast outer sea. But this region bordered Dragonkind territory, so most cultivators were unwilling to come here, and Purple Mansion cultivators would not establish their seats here either.
On White Cloud Island at its center, earthly qi hung in a haze, spirit herbs grew everywhere, gentle breezes flowed, and white clouds drifted. It should have been a scene of joy, yet now corpses piled high, blood ran in rivers, and cries of slaughter rang out everywhere.
Nearly a hundred black-clad demonic cultivators rampaged across the island, burning, killing, pillaging, drinking blood, and devouring flesh. Men and women, old and young-all died horribly at the hands of these demonic practitioners, their anguished cries shaking the heavens.
The island's aristocratic clan bore the surname Ye and had migrated from the mainland. Rumor held that they even carried a trace of Great Qi imperial blood, but the clan's reserves had long since been exhausted.
The family survived solely by offering precious medicinal herbs to several nearby Demon Kings. Their lives had been peaceful enough, until this bloody calamity struck.
Within a Grand Formation swirling with black and crimson light stood an azure wood manor. In its bright hall, a husband and wife sheltered a boy of fourteen or fifteen behind them.
"My wife, I fear we cannot hold out."
The middle-aged man in blue-and-gold treasured robes spoke first, looking toward the woman beside him. He was Ye Yunfeng, the current head of the White Cloud Ye clan.
He had an imposing bearing, fierce eyes, and a long beard, and wore blue-and-gold treasured armor.
He cultivated Jia Wood