Urgent formation messages instantly alarmed the entire mighty pass.
Pei Xuance, Li Qingyuan, Dugu Wuqing, the Guanyin Tower Master, Xu Jiuling, Su Zixuan, and the others ascended the Suppress the North Formation Platform one after another.
Although they had already received news of the Black Fox King's demise through Xin Bairen's military talisman at the front, a message was ultimately only a message.
Had the Black Fox King, a Spirit Transformation Barbarian King, truly died?
Or had Qing Chen won, only to suffer grievous, near-fatal injuries and find himself pursued by Golden Tent experts?
Before seeing Qing Chen with their own eyes, none of them dared reach a firm conclusion.
A dark crimson rainbow stretched across dozens of miles of sky, but its speed suddenly dropped when it came within a hundred miles of the Nine Profound Suppression of the North Formation.
The blood-colored magnetic light parted to either side, revealing Qing Chen.
A blood jade spirit coffin floated beside him.
The Nine Profound Suppression of the North Formation did not open immediately.
A Nascent Soul battle general responsible for guarding the North Gate steeled himself and stepped out of the formation curtain, bowing to Qing Chen from a hundred miles away.
"Please present your Identity Command Token, Governor-General!" By the time the deputy general finished speaking, cold sweat had soaked his back.
Anyone would have felt apprehensive about making a peerlessly ferocious man who had just slain a Spirit Transformation cultivator stop outside the pass to verify his identity.
Especially since this Governor-General did not have a particularly good reputation as an official and was reportedly very petty.
But Qing Chen had personally established this rule before his northern expedition. No one, whoever they were, could dispense with the pass's defenses!
It was all that bastard Pei Xuance's fault