"Palace Master, if others leave us alone, we leave them alone."
"If they offend us, we will slay them, however far away they may be!"
"Since they have already brought the fight to our doorstep, let us wage a battle that shakes heaven and earth.
"We can test the disciples' abilities while we are at it."
Mu Qing slowly rose as well. Though she said nothing, her actions had already made her stance clear.
Seeing this, Shi Qingyun chuckled and slowly stood. Fighting spirit surged from him, and a divine ring appeared behind his back.
"In that case, let us make sure they stay here!"
"Assemble the disciples and annihilate the enemy!"
A trace of pride appeared on the Demoness's face at the sight of Shi Qingyun like this. After sending a voice transmission to her Dao Protector behind her, she followed him outside.
This time, she would fight alongside him.
The outskirts of the Duskcloud Mountain Range.
Three vast, majestic warships shattered the clouds and mist as they slowly sailed from the horizon toward the Duskcloud Mountain Range. Their terrifying might sent ferocious beasts fleeing the moment they spotted them from afar.
Aboard the three warships, cultivators clad in golden armor stood in orderly ranks, holding spears and golden halberds.
Their gathered might radiated outward like an unsheathed sword, ready to pierce the entire void.
Every cultivator wore a solemn expression and gripped his weapon tightly, having long yearned for the coming war.
A grave, murderous air filled every corner. Dark clouds rose in the sky, seemingly heralding the coming carnage, where blood would flow deep enough to float shields.
At the bows of the three warships stood three imposing men, the auras of Heavenly Gods spilling freely from them. The man in blue was the architect of