A month later.
In the grotto mansion, a faint fragrance wafted about.
Hu Yuniang lounged lazily on a chair engraved with phoenix patterns and said blandly:
"How is the war going? I hope to hear good news."
Two years ago, she confirmed through other channels that the Qingxu Daoist Master of Luofeng Valley had died, which made her very satisfied.
In recent years, many Demon Kings have led demon beast armies to fiercely attack Yuanhe Mountain, and she eagerly awaited news of the Human Race sects being overrun.
The Black Wind Wolf King and the Wild Bull Demon King prostrated on the ground, "Fairy, we are incompetent. The flying ships of the Central Continent cultivators have arrived at Yuanhe Mountain, and it is said that a Nascent Soul cultivator is overseeing it.
Nearly twenty Golden Core Cultivators from the Human Race have been dispatched, we are completely unable to withstand them.
