The drums of war shook the heavens; the flags fluttered provocatively.
Eighty thousand Heavenly Soldiers and Generals once again surrounded Flower-Fruit Mountain impenetrably, yet perhaps due to the deeply ingrained lessons from last time, this occasion saw no Heavenly Soldiers or Generals atop the barrier of Flower-Fruit Mountain's. They merely encircled it tightly from the outside.
"You demon spawn, come out and surrender quickly, or else once I force my way into your mountain gates, I will turn all of you to ashes, leaving no chicken or dog alive!"
A Divine General, wielding a three-meter-long silver rod, burst forth from the ranks of the Heavenly Army and stationed himself in midair before the gates of Flower-Fruit Mountain, bellowing loudly towards those within. His voice infused with Immortal Primordial Force, passed through the Primordial Unity Grand Formation Barrier and entered Flower-Fruit Mountain, his attitude exceedingly arrogant.