At the Top of Mount North Qiong

Lightning struck above the Yun Wu Mountain. Claps of thunder resounded and a sea of clouds rolled down.

Divine General Yin Hai, with silver hair and silver armor, led his troop down; there were dozens of Heavenly Lords behind him. Even though they weren't using any Divine Powers, their energy was ghastly enough to destroy the minds of people within a range of a few hundred miles. The North Qiong Sect had to set up the array to resist such a powerful energy, which felt like a raging wave.

"You bat, how dare you come again? I spared you life before. I would have used ten thousand swords to chop you into bat meat sauce if I had known what would happen today!" A'Xiu yelled from North Qiong Pavilion, her eyes open wide.

"Ancestral Patriarch Huosang, Ancestral Patriarch Yangu, Ancestral Patriarch Yaron… What do you mean by this?"