Edict Spirit Mountain, the battlefield.
Golden thunder and crimson lightning streaked across the high heavens. The Great Void had been blasted into a tattered rag, seeping thick darkness.
Only that Origin Net grew ever brighter. Vermilion and apricot-yellow Li Fire licked the shattered Great Void, greedily swallowing even the darkness that had remained unchanged through the ages.
Six ancestral spirits manifested amid iron-gray clouds, most with auras comparable to the Purple Mansion middle stage. They commanded myriad evil spirits and spirit monsters, linking and merging together, stacking their might. Combined with the grand formation, they should have formed an exceptionally stable defense.
Yet everything retreated in defeat before Li Fire.
Behind the mountain.
Cold light flickered across the vast wilderness. The earth seemed veiled in ash. Plants, trees, mountains, and rocks trembled; rivers and streams wailed, as though sensing the destruction about to arrive.
The six ancestral spirits in the distance were about to lose the battle. Even Great Thunder Heaven had no choice but to retreat with his Dharma Treasure. Their decline was already plain.
Wood-Leaf Divine Mountain had thirty-six ancestral spirits, divided into three ranks, bearing the designations [Spirit], [Truth], and [Evil].
Only three bore the designation Spirit. They were called [Great Spirits].
These figures were all at the Purple Mansion peak, having completely merged into the [ten thousand evils beast-demon dharma form]. They could be considered Emperor Lingsa's extensions in the mortal world. Whenever they wished, they could borrow his imperial might and wield power on the level of an Attendant Envoy.
Six bore the designation Truth. They were called [Lesser Spirits].
Most in this rank had converted at the Purple Mansion initial or middle stage. Although they could still wield their former divine abilities and spells after entering the thought kingdom, they had lost any possibility