Heavenly Cold Pass.
Three years had passed, and the time for the campaign had come.
Countless Heavenly Soldiers and Mighty Warriors arrayed themselves among the clouds, raising cloud banners high and stirring wind and thunder. Golden lightning from the Dipper Pivot Seal erupted in the heavens, tearing through the sky in dazzling brilliance and illuminating a mystic-gold pillar of thunder suspended in the air.
This Divine Thunder Calamity, refined over many years, had condensed into something solid, vast as a mountain. Numerous Spirit Beasts and Heavenly Soldiers dragged it forward with iron chains.
Wherever it passed, the resplendent Divine Thunder destroyed every trace of demonic qi, advancing north with an irresistible momentum. Nothing stood in its way.
Le Yu had always been the sole dominant power in Desolate Capital Circuit. The remaining Discipline Dharma Dao had long since sealed its mountain and ceased taking action. Now, once Desecration Mound fell, they could support the eastern front and move on to breach the Rebirth Dharma Dao, leaving Liao Capital undefended.
Xu Xuan stood on the highest bank of clouds, silently surveying the scene below. Aside from the Thunder Department's Heavenly Soldiers, numerous cultivators in mystic-white, cloud-patterned feather robes drove their True Qi to bolster the forces here. They were unmistakably people from Martial Mu Mountain!
Desecration Mound was an infamous demonic land spanning ten thousand li and crowded with formations. No single person could breach it, so the entire Thunder Department had mobilized, breaking through defenses and laying formations along the way, drawing Origin Net Separation Light and Dipper Pivot thunder here to shatter the Demonic Path.
Divine Thunder was naturally lethal. Now bolstered by True Qi, the terrifying Heavenly Slaughter Calamity continued to gain strength. From time to time, a blazing bolt of Golden Thunder shot from the divine pillar,