"They've left the formation."
An aged voice rang out in Xu Xuan's mind. It was a transmission from the Northern Yin True Person.
Apart from the Mountain Department, which remained motionless, determined to do nothing but clean up the battlefield, Demon King Xing You of the Fire Department, True Person Chan Wei of the Water Department, and Yuan Sui of the Calamity Department all moved out to support the battle.
Ever since Huji had failed in seeking the golden position, Heavenly Poison Mountain's foundations had been laid bare, reducing it to a laughingstock throughout the Immortal Dao. Otherwise, Great Shaman Yuan Sui really could have stayed comfortably in Shu without entering the battlefield!
Now, however, he had been dragged here to serve as a laborer.
Xu Xuan spared him no further glance. To him, the witchcraft the man employed was crude beyond measure, easily unraveled. His attention was now on the sea of lightning before Golden Mountain.
Sandstorms and Ling clouds already churned in the sky. Evil Land and Zhang Yu had clashed again, neither interfering with the battlefield below. Otherwise, if those two began slaughtering at will, what would remain for the other cultivators to do?
Within the Pure Land, however, a deep-purple Bronze Cauldron manifested.
Four lightning-clad diamond guardians supported it from below, while a bodhi attendant stood on either side.
One had no facial features, her face a single lump of flesh. She had a woman's figure and held a long bronze ladle. The other was an ugly monk with a blue face and purple hair, holding a bronze wine vessel in both hands, rich fragrance wafting from within.
"Zai Bi, Gui You. Two bodhi mahas have yet to arrive: Shen Feng and Miao Ding."
He had already obtained intelligence about the Thunderclap Pure Land from the