Desolate Heaven Domain, Eastern Wasteland, night.
The entire Eastern Wasteland echoed with the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves. Boundless ghostly miasma swept through all directions as the patriarchs of countless colossal powers personally issued orders:
"Set up the Six Cycle Ghost Fiend Array! Resist the Five Elements Immortal Sect of the Azure Sky Forest Sea!"
"Five Ghosts Yin Wind Sword Array, form array!"
"Offer the immortal bones..."
The Ten Directions Heavenly Dao Sect of the Eastern Wasteland had long since fallen into utter chaos. Countless ghost cultivators listened dumbfoundedly to the sect orders of their patriarchs. They had not enjoyed a shred of fortune, yet now they had to bear this suffering together!
"Senior Brother, is the Five Elements Immortal Sect truly coming to attack our Blood-Smeared Blind Heavenly Dao?! What did us ghost cultivators do wrong?!"
"The patriarchs themselves have arrived. Speak no more. Enter the array!"
The clamor shook the heavens. The Ten Directions mountain range trembled, while ghost cultivators streaked anxiously through the skies overhead, each more tense than the last. A great battle was about to begin. For sects beneath immortals to wage war against one another, something earth-shattering must have happened!
The young ghost cultivator disciple who had just spoken stared blankly at everything before him. Even now, he had no idea what had happened, nor why the Five Elements Immortal Sect would attack their sect for no reason.
Atop a Black Mountain.
The patriarch of the Blood-Smeared Blind Heavenly Dao stood alone upon the summit, his expression icy. A spirit coffin hovered beside him, within which lay a Corpse Puppet with a deathly pale face, at the early stage of tribulation transcendence.
To the Blood-Smeared Blind Heavenly Dao, this was already an immense stroke of fortune. A Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Lord