Black Yin Mountain, meeting hall.
A middle-aged man sat in the middle with a dark expression. He had a mustache that resembled two eyebrows sloping downwards.
This was the Territorial Lord of Black Yin Mountain, Ding Ye, a Grade 8 Black Immortal.
On both sides of the hall sat the commanders of the Black Yin Mountain; almost all of them were Grade 7 Black Immortals.
On Ding Ye's left and right hands sat two protectors who were Grade 8 Black Immortals.
When the Left Protector saw that everyone was present, he stood up and asked with cupped fists, "Territorial Lord, did something happen for you to summon us here today?"
Ding Ye waved a talisman between his fingers. "The Two Great Bandits, the Evil Wolf Army and Goshawk Gang, are attacking Snow Wind Ridge. I've just received a distress letter from Snow Wind Ridge. What do you guys think?"
The moment the news spread, the hall fell into discussions.