As these ancient barbarians charged out, an angry roar came from the White Cloud to the east.
A huge, black rock floated in the air. On this rock was an old man held down with nine chains.
This old man’s face was yellow and very skinny. His body was filled with an aura of death and there was almost no clothes covering him besides a few scraps of fabric.
His hair was scattered all over as he looked at the Xue Yu cultivators in the sky with his dim eyes and licked his lips.
His tongue was very long. When it came out, it made him look like a demon. This sight would shock anyone.
Shortly after, a roar came from the Water Ink Sect from the south. A giant, bronze caldron slowly floated into the sky from the back mountain of the Water Ink Sect. There were countless spells carved on the top of this bronze caldron. A primitive aura spread out from it as well.
An old man wearing a red gown sat on top of the bronze caldron and calmly looked at the sky.
The Green Wood Sect to the east also didn’t dare to break the trend. As the roars came from the east and south, a giant pool of black sludge rose into the air from the Green Wood Sect. The sludge was bubbling, and every now and then, a face full of suffering would appear on the surface.
The moment this black sludge appeared, even the snow around it seemed to tremble.
The next moment, a weak-looking young man from the Black Soul Sect appeared in the north accompanied by neat and orderly shouts of young men. The young man looked very pale, as if he had just survived a serious illness.
As his body floated in the air, he waved his right hand to call something forth. Suddenly, a large amount of black gas floated out from the Black Soul Sect.
The black gas wove together to form a black ink brush. The moment the brush appeared, the sky changed colors. Even the old man on the caldron and the old man chained to the black rock noticed and were shocked.
This very ordinary looking ink brush slowly floated into the young man’s hand. The moment the brush landed in his hand, a healthy, red color appeared on his face.
How could the Four Sect Alliance not have made any preparations in the past few years? In truth, they had all been waiting. In this country-destroying disaster, they were taking out the final resorts of their sects and retaliating.
After all, a majority of the cultivators in the Four Sect Alliance grew up on this land. Although their opinions were divided at the news of Xue Ye invading, in the end, they banded together to fight the invaders.
Because they didn’t want to become homeless dogs, and they didn’t want to be people who couldn’t even protect their home.
Humans need a home, and cultivators are humans too.
This was a battle to the death.