Yuquan Mountain, Golden Dawn Cave.
In the mountains, the Spiritual Spring tinkled, and Immortal Herbs grew on the cliff walls, each gust of wind carrying the refreshing Pure Qi.
However, at this moment, this peaceful and harmonious Immortal Sacred Land was shrouded in an invisible aura of killing intent.
Outside the Grotto Heaven, the Heaven and Earth Net laid down by eighty thousand Heavenly River Navy soldiers continued to hang like ink clouds over the city, blocking the entire Heavenly Vault.
Immortal Light and Divine Radiance flowed between the grids, exuding an oppressive aura that made hearts palpitate.
But before the Golden Dawn Cave, a seven-year-old boy remained oblivious to the scene that would leave ordinary Immortals trembling in fear.
Yang Jian's eyes were fixed unblinkingly on the Daoist dressed in a green robe and wielding a sword in front of the Cave Mansion.
