"The Seven Extremes Old Demon is said to have seven great True Disciples under his command. Each is an expert at or above the Soul Emergence Realm Middle Stage, serving as the pillars of the Seven Extremes Sect he established in the Nanyue Kingdom..."
High above the mist-shrouded valley,
the torrential rain pouring from the sky seemed to be silently corroded and absorbed as it fell into the thick, black mist.
So much so that, standing within it,
one couldn't feel even a single drop of rain.
On the ground below,
the bare branches of withered trees stretched out, their twisted trunks like final, agonized screams before death.
Dense swarms of mountain leeches spread over the trees and ground like a black flood, an unnerving sight that made one's skin crawl.
But at this moment,
Hong Yang, hovering in mid-air, had no time to pay attention to such things.
His gaze was locked onto the two figures before him.
His expression was more solemn than ever before.
