Western Peak.
The golden mountain rose steeply, its slopes an uncanny interweaving of gold, silver, gray, and black. Drops of autumn dew fell from the sky, buffeted by the cold wind, lending the scene an air of murderous desolation.
Pale, dazzling lesser yin light flashed at the summit. Along its edges, waves of black rose, while streams of red fire and green water fell from thin air, crossing and transforming.
All five mysterious terraces were now open. Spirit treasures floated aloft, and the light of the five metals filled the heavens. Halfway up the mountain, divine abilities erupted in riotous splendor, shaking Western Peak, melting metal, and shattering stone.
Though the five Metal and Stone pieces lay on the same peak, the formation kept them far apart. Most Purple Mansion cultivators gathered around a single piece to fight over it.
Above, the [Supreme Altar Mysterious Yellow Tower] circulated Wu Light to reinforce the mountain. Otherwise, the spells and divine abilities on this mountain alone would have been enough to sink an entire province of Great Li.
Astral winds howled, and cold lightning writhed like snakes. Xu Xuan urged on the Xun fan, his flight accelerating again until he all but became a thread of white light.
Among the five thunders, divinity thunder was the fastest, followed by spirit thunder. Though altar thunder offered no enhancement to flight, its thunderous nature alone made it far from slow. Now, bolstered by the Xun wind, his speed reached an extreme.
The Metal and Stone piece rested upon the mysterious terrace, gray-white throughout, with sharply defined angles, many broken edges, and hollows within. The keen aura of dui metal shot outward, displaying visions of sovereigns dying, clans being exterminated, and bodies subjected to the five punishments.
Numerous Purple Mansion cultivators had locked onto it.