The night sky tears apart, mountains and rivers shatter, heaven and earth desolate.
A fierce wind arises in the void, a single word silences the world.
Above Bailong Pond, the troops halt, horse hooves high, armor light echoing afar; at a feast with a group of demons, eyes widen in stunned silence, pupils constricting, hairs standing on end.
In the void battlefield, the old Flood Dragon of Bailong River, who dominates thousands of miles, bows his head, and a middle-aged man with a parasol stands atop, self-proclaimed as Taibai Cave Heaven Qianyunzi, with a palm's might that startles Zhou Mountain, leaving the group of demons pale.
Yet even such an existence, now stands afar, eyes glowing with mystical divine light, piercing through the blood-colored mirror of the void, lifts a hand to assist, and speaks, having met Ninth Mountain's Colonel.
