Longzhou Danxia lay on Longdong's northern border. Its name alone told one that this must be a landscape of cinnabar cliffs, red as though steeped in dye.
Cheng Xinzhan had long heard of this place, but this was indeed his first time seeing it so close. Though it too was called a danxia landscape, its terrain differed from the precipitous cinnabar mountains and red cliffs of Dragon-Tiger Mountain, Feixia Mountain, and Turtle Peak.
The red here was more vivid, as though blood had been splashed across it. The mountains were not tall, and gullies crisscrossed them, their rolling contours like waves churning across a scarlet sea. Hidden within those boundless crimson waves were countless caverns and underground hollows. Thick, pungent, filthy Blood Baleful Intent could be seen escaping from them, forming a bloodlit red mist above the valleys and ravines of the entire danxia landscape, like watery haze shrouding a vast scarlet sea. This was the sanctuary of the Bare Body Sect, a great demonic sect of the Northern Faction.
"Open the grand array."
Cheng Xinzhan gave the order.
Jiupanpo's Primordial Spirit, trapped in the cage of swords, dared not delay. She had begged for mercy all along the way and knew there was no possibility of a reprieve. Things having come to this, choosing between reincarnation for her true spirit and utter annihilation of her soul was easy enough. As for what would become of the demonic offspring inside once the grand array was opened, what did that have to do with her? Their patriarch was going to die, so what right did they have to live!
Jiupanpo formed a hand seal, and a gap opened in the scarlet haze and red mist. Without a trace of fear on his face, the Daoist walked straight inside.
From afar, the