The first rays of the morning sun had come down, and the sun was a crimson red like a vermilion dan.

In the mountains were many green towering pine trees. Layers upon layers of white mist cleansed the peaks. Within this ethereal charming scene, the rolling mountains were like an Immortal’s mountains floating above the clouds.

“Boom!”

A loud explosion came from the distance, quaking and shattering the mist. A black energy elongated into the sky as the sounds of swords shrilled the high horizon.

The group of bandits was alerted and all of them stopped at the same time. They assumed that there was an ambush so they entered a state of combat.

“Second Boss, it seems that there is someone attacking people in our territory!” A thief smelled the air and could discern a faint scent of fresh blood.

“Go, go check it!” The bandits changed their course and headed towards the direction where the sounds of battle were coming from. They naturally wanted to go retake their stuff. Feng Feiyun was also curious. Outside of the Ji Clan people, there were other cultivating experts here in Wang Wu Mountain?

When they rushed to the place, they saw a tombstone towering at thirty meters below the mountain. There were cracks all over the tombstone...