A stretch of barren mountains stood in the wilderness, holding a world within. Outside the continuous mountain range stood a city built on earth and wood formations, with marble as its main material and a rugged architectural style.
In this era, this was the last defensive line still standing against the supernatural horrors for the Nine Provinces, and indeed all humanity.
-the Underground City.
At that moment, dozens of layers of spell formations shrouded the area. Powerful figures patrolled the sky, while Netherworld Messengers moved across the ground. Tension permeated every inch of the air.
When Jiang Chen arrived, Zhou Tai was the first to soar into the sky. His aura blazed openly, his powerful seventh-tier pressure sweeping out in warning to the newcomer.
Upon seeing that it was Jiang Chen, he hurriedly withdrew it, and a pallor showed on his face.
"Thank goodness, King Chen. You've finally returned!"
The Last Mountain God sounded weak. He had clearly been forcing himself to keep up appearances just now.
"Powerful enemies attacked, and Little King Chen was badly injured. It was a trap. We didn't know whether it was aimed at you or the King of Reincarnation. We didn't dare tell you, for fear of falling into their trap."
"Come, let's return to the Underground City first." He glanced around and spoke cautiously.
Jiang Chen had been frowning the whole time. When the two landed in the Underground City, he saw many wounded people: the Mount Tai King, the Old Celestial Master, the King of Equality. Some others were absent.
Fortunately, Zhou Tai hurriedly explained, "Those with light injuries went to the training grounds after some basic treatment. This attack gave everyone a sense of crisis."
Jiang Chen glanced at a nearby sealed chamber. Inside, Jiang Xiao Chen's aura was weak, but