Xiao Ju held a Formation Plate in her hand, standing atop a pavilion in the valley: "Master, there are fifty-two Mo Xu Cultivators in the valley, all here."
Song Yan nodded, his lips moving slightly.
"Kill."
On a rainy night at Heyan Mountain, countless sounds of Spells and Spiritual Artifacts colliding and exploding rang out, accompanied by shouts of battle.
Dozens of Qi Refining Cultivators, poised for attack, charged towards the scattered Mo Xu Cultivators in the valley, led by a few at the forefront.
The valley instantly plunged into chaos.
The unprepared Mo Xu Cultivators frantically met the challenge, tangling with the Righteous Path Disciples.
On the high platform, the three Foundation Establishment Realm Mo Xu Cultivators paid no attention to the lives of the Mo Xu Cultivators in the valley.
Peony's astonishment lasted only a moment, then was replaced by deep excitement.
Her gaze was fixed on that solitary, aloof figure.
