Divine Proclamation Ridge.
Iron-gray ridges stretched across the earth for thousands of miles. Countless holes, large and small, riddled their cliffs and slopes. When the cold wind blew through them, they let out howls like the weeping of ghosts, chilling to the bone.
Black flames draped the entire ridge like a curtain. The farther outward they spread, the grayer they became, exploding one after another with thunderous booms. Rolling waves of air snapped every tree in the surrounding forests.
[Demon-Binding Pure Land]
Nine golden rocs circled overhead, blotting out the daylight and casting vast, shifting shadows over the ridge. Then they transformed into handsome men and women clad in gold and jeweled necklaces, each holding a ritual implement to stabilize the Grand Formation. All were Diamonds of the Pure Land.
Most of these monsters-turned-monastics looked tense as they arranged the formation and awaited the Li Army.
Black flames and demonic clouds surged together, condensing into a giant monk three men tall. He had a blue face, protruding fangs, scarlet hair, and fiery eyes. He rode an extraordinary black tiger, linking himself to the entire Pure Land.
The Demon-Binding Second Seat, Demon Fang.
He had now consumed the Lotus Seed crystallized from Vow Power and broken through in cultivation. With nature and life wholly united, he was strong enough to suppress a Great True Person of the Immortal Dao.
Another monk stood beside him, clear light circling his face, his robes cloud-white as he softly recited sutras. He was the master of the Heavenly Nurture Pure Land, Yang Puto, whose secular name was Gongye Li.
Demon Fang gazed carefully into the distance. After watching for a while, he said:
"The Great Void over the Great Sage Wilderness is already illuminated by the Origin Net. We cannot see clearly. It seems the