"They're already here?"
Inside the great hall, everyone exchanged glances.
What did he mean, they were already here?
"Brother Si, when you say they're here, do you mean..."
Before Xie Changsheng could finish his question, the answer revealed itself in another way.
The very next moment, everyone in the hall, from the Immortal Emperors to Wang Yan and Li Tiezhu standing at the very edge, and even Gray Gray dozing beneath the table, turned their eyes toward the sky outside.
An immense, cold aura that made them vaguely uncomfortable enveloped all of Forgotten River.
"This is...!?" Song Chi stood straight up.
Almost everyone present had taken part in the expedition. They knew all too well what it was.
Filth!
"Let's go take a look!"
Zhou Yan barked in a low voice and had already rushed outside.
The others in the great hall could no longer remain seated either, and swept out after him.
At that moment, in Forgotten River.
Whether they were local cultivators who had settled there years ago or the Immortal-Demon Army stationed there to rest and regroup.
Hundreds of millions of living beings emerged from their cave dwellings and tents, staring blankly up at the sky.
The starry sky above Forgotten River darkened.
Only when the cultivators with higher cultivation extended their Divine Sense did they finally see the true face of that darkness.
Those were no storm clouds!
It was a terrifying, colossal beast!
He rested silently in the void above Forgotten River, his enormous wings slightly spread. His body was so vast that he literally blotted out the sky and sun!
"Wh-what in the world is that thing!?"
A local Rogue Cultivator's legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, unable even to muster the strength to summon his flying sword and flee.