Twelve sharp cracks rang out in succession. The twelve elders of the Crimson Firmament Divine Dynasty who had been so overbearing moments before, along with Chi Feng, who stood at the formation eye's center with a savage expression, were ground to ash, body and divine soul alike, by annihilation power. From beginning to end, they never even managed to raise the slightest ripple of escape.
The tens of thousands of unaffiliated cultivators who had gathered to venture into Suspended Mountain stared dumbfounded. Quite a few had just been sizing up Yun Che's group of four, wondering whether to pick on a few unfamiliar-looking easy targets while fighting over the immortal herbs. Now every crooked thought vanished instantly. They hardly dared breathe, afraid these ruthless killers would turn their attention toward settling accounts with them.
An old cultivator who had lived for over ten thousand years stared at the nine black suns slowly dissipating behind Yun Che. He trembled uncontrollably, muttering to himself.
"The legendary Annihilation Demon Lord? How is that possible? Didn't the Annihilation Demon Lord disappear long ago, during the ancient Immortal Battle a hundred thousand years ago?"
He had barely spoken when a quick-thinking companion clamped a hand firmly over his mouth and dragged him deep into the crowd, terrified that someone might overhear and bring a needless catastrophe down upon them.
While everyone was still caught up in the aftermath of that earthshaking battle, the entire Suspended Mountain suddenly began to shake violently.
The bluestone paving before the mountain gate, originally covered in ancient runes, suddenly shone with ten thousand golden rays of spiritual light. Layer upon layer of restriction screens peeled back from the mountainside along the stone steps.
Unknown rare flowers and exotic herbs bloomed across the mountain along with the spiritual light. Immortal spiritual