Pei Ye could completely understand that the infiltration by the Yellow Clothes must be prohibited by the rules of True Heaven.
Now Pei Ye is just one step away from ascending to Mass Jade Mountain, which also means the Yellow Clothes is just one step away from summoning down the Immortal Lord.
It all depends on who ascends to the position.
But at this point, Pei Ye couldn't help but look up at the sky above.
High winds stretch thousands of miles, clear and cloudless, identical to yesterday, the day before, and countless other days in the past. Yet he couldn't forget the hand that descended from the heavens.
Floating above all peaks, the towering cliffs seeming like malleable clay.
"What is a Daoist Lord...?" Pei Ye asked.
Li Jian looked at him.
"Is it something akin to a Kylin, or something else?"
"Not exactly, Daoist Lords are certainly humans too," Li Jian explained, "Do you know of Yuhuang Mountain?"
