Desecration Mound.
A vast mound of white earth rose high, stretching thirty thousand li. Boiling hot springs dotted its surface, white streams lay hidden in its valleys, and magnificent white pagodas towered above it, radiating precious light.
The Great Void suddenly opened, shimmering with multicolored light.
A woman in a long dress of cloud brocade and colored silk stepped out. Her brows remained knitted as she looked toward the Sky Wolf Treasure Hall directly ahead, as though some peerless savage beast lurked within, exuding a faint but profound pressure.
Tuoba Cai paused briefly. As though finally making up her mind, she rode a rosy radiance forward, traveling all the way to the Sky Wolf Treasure Hall.
As she stepped through the entrance, a pressure as deep as the ocean surged toward her. Blood qi like that of gods and devils gathered within the hall, making even another step forward difficult for Tuoba Cai.
On the principal seat, a man clad in White-Gold Battle Armor was slowly wiping a long spear with a white cloth. An aura as boundless as the ocean depths surrounded him, suffocating those nearby.
The spearhead seemed condensed from a mass of dark azure immortal light, resembling both water and vapor. Its shaft, however, looked like a casually whittled length of ordinary branch, extremely rough and showing not the slightest hint of mystery.
[Great Mystic Dragon-Snake Spear]
A Great Flame Ancient Treasure, a Mystic Qi Artifact. True Person Zhuoxie of the Upper Firmament Immortal Sect had fallen to this very spear.
If he wanted to kill me, it would take no more than three moves.
Tuoba Cai's heart stirred slightly. She immediately bowed in greeting and said only:
"Tuoba Cai pays her respects to the general."
"What brings you here?"
Feng Yan's tone was cold and hard,