Thousands of miles away, above the mist-shrouded Dark Ghost City in the Three Rivers Basin, seven figures approached at tremendous speed like lightning cleaving the night, bearing an overbearing might.
Seven rainbow streaks shone like the brightest meteors in the heavens, weaving through the clouds and leaving dazzling trails behind them.
"Halt!" The aerial patrol's command rang out loudly, yet sounded feeble and powerless.
The seven figures did not pause. Instead, they accelerated. With slight movements of their bodies, several streaks of light flashed past.
The patrol members became withered leaves caught in a storm. Some erupted in dazzling light before vanishing instantly; others tumbled through the air, covered in wounds, before falling helplessly.
The sight left the people below utterly horrified. Voices rose in discussion, surging like a tide.
"Look! Th-those are seven Titled Douluo!" someone cried, eyes filled with disbelief.
"They're heading straight for the Heartless Tower's headquarters! How great a storm are they going to stir up?"
"Who are they?"
"Who cares? They clearly haven't come with good intentions. We'd better stay out of their path."
Panic and unease spread rapidly through the crowd. People scattered, terrified of being caught in the approaching storm.
Meanwhile, deep within Ghost City, alarm bells thundered, their peals piercing the clouds and making the very air tremble.
Hundreds of Flying Soul Masters mobilized at the alarm, converging from every direction like a black storm. Their wings beat against the air with thunderous roars as they moved to stop the seven uninvited guests.
At that moment, Yang Jingxue, a graceful woman of extraordinary bearing, became the center of attention.
With a gentle sweep of her left hand, an ornate longbow set with seven-colored gems and emitting a faint luster appeared in her grasp.
As she activated Seven Extremes True Body, nine brilliantly