Outside Yunxian Cliff.
It was covered in accumulated snow, and snow fell from the sky at any time. Under such harsh conditions, anyone without Foundation Establishment or Profound Realm cultivation would freeze to death.
Although it was snowing, the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, which the locals were accustomed to.
Standing on the snow, looking at Yunxian Cliff from afar, a majestic rain curtain enveloped it.
The boundless rain curtain obscured whatever was inside Yunxian Cliff.
Outside Yunxian Cliff, there were many cultivators and martial artists who had settled there.
Unlike other forbidden areas that required one to enter to gain benefits, Yunxian Cliff was different.
One could cultivate by simply standing outside Yunxian Cliff and using tools to fish for or collect the rain.
The rain from the boundless curtain of Yunxian Cliff could help purify ailments within the body, such as blood toxins, pill toxins, and medicinal toxins. Impure qi and blood or impure spiritual energy could be purified by soaking oneself in the rain.
Most of the time, Yunxian Cliff did not resemble a terrifying forbidden area but rather a sacred land for martial artists and cultivators across the world.
For this reason, many cultivators and martial artists gathered outside Yunxian Cliff, building houses and even establishing markets.
After the Dragon Country's revival, the Dragon Country even dispatched hundreds of skilled individuals from the Sword Bearer Legion to maintain public order here.
With so many cultivators and martial artists, many ordinary people were drawn to the area to make a living and support their families.
A few days ago, a group of people arrived at Yunxian Cliff.
There were not many of them, only about a dozen. They were generous, directly renting out a manor and then inquiring about Yunxian Cliff.
On a two-story ancient-style wooden observation building, martial artists and cultivators sat drinking.
"Yunxian Cliff's good days have only lasted a few years. I feel like something big is about to happen, and it's becoming increasingly unstable."
"What do you mean?"
"What else can I say? Before, only hermits and those with low cultivation lived here. In just half a month, people from many major powers have arrived."
"This is very strange, unless there is something good within Yunxian Cliff that they are coveting, prompting them to send their subordinates to scout and gather information."
"Look, people from the Five Great Sacred Lands, the demonic path, and the Eternal Families and Forbidden Families have all arrived."
"When gods fight, mortals suffer."
"If that's the case, there's no need to worry. The Dragon Country has dispatched Sword Bearers. They don't care how cultivators and martial artists act, as long as they don't harm ordinary civilians."
"Alas, with our cultivation level, aren't we no different from ordinary civilians in the eyes of those great figures? But we are not protected by the Sword Bearers."
At this, the faces of some low-cultivation martial artists and rogue cultivators finally changed.
As the voice fell.
"Boom!!!"
Not far away, the snow-covered ground exploded, a large area of steam boiled and rose into the sky, accompanied by a huge explosion.
"Am I a jinx? As soon as I spoke, it came true?"
"Look quickly! The Five Great Sacred Lands and the Nine Sects of the Demonic Path are clashing."
"That is..."
"The true disciple of the True Demon Sect, Han Cangmu, a Nascent Soul stage cultivator!!!"
"The senior disciple of the Sacred Land of Shu Mountain, Zi Su Ye!!!"
Han Cangmu's face was ashen, his eyes sinister, and he was covered in blood. He had come to Yunxian Cliff to scout ahead, bringing a group of Foundation Establishment and Earth Realm disciples from his sect. They had barely settled for a few days when Zi Su Ye, the senior disciple of the pseudo-Sacred Land of Shu Mountain, came to his door. Apart from him, all the other dozen disciples of the True Demon Sect had died under a single sword strike.
"Zi Su Ye, we have no enmity recently and no past grievances. Why did you attack my True Saint Sect disciples!!!" Han Cangmu questioned Zi Su Ye angrily.
Zi Su Ye looked indifferent, holding an ancient long sword in his hand, his voice icy: "People of the demonic path are all hypocritical and cruel. I, the senior disciple of the Sacred Land of Shu Mountain, have made it my duty to slay demonic heads and uphold justice."
"Han Cangmu, your words are truly laughable. Good and evil are irreconcilable, a fact even children know. Yet you ask me why."
Zi Su Ye was handsome, dressed in the moon-white robes of the Shu Mountain Sacred Land, appearing like an exiled immortal, captivating many female cultivators.
"The Five Great Sacred Lands are indeed the Five Great Sacred Lands. Senior Brother Zi Su Ye is so handsome."
Han Cangmu's expression was grim: "In that case, you are seeking death!!"
"Five Ghosts Devouring Blood!"
Han Cangmu's magic power surged, demonic energy raged, and a massive spell erupted, attacking Zi Su Ye.
"Rumble!!!"
The two sides engaged in a fierce battle.
However, Han Cangmu was ultimately ambushed by Zi Su Ye first, and he was injured. Moreover, as an immortal cultivator, his combat power was not as formidable as that of a martial artist. Even more so, his opponent was the senior disciple of the Five Great Sacred Lands of Shu Mountain, whose combat power was terrifying.
Han Cangmu was no match for Zi Su Ye. After a few exchanges, his spells could only trap Zi Su Ye but not harm him. Zi Su Ye unleashed dozens of sword strikes, adding to Han Cangmu's injuries.
"Damn it!"
"People of the demonic path, even if they are true disciples of the Nine Sects, their strength is nothing compared to us in the Sacred Lands. You are far too inferior."
"Years ago, your True Demon Sect's demonic head Chen Jiuyang insulted our Five Great Sacred Lands, causing countless casualties in Kunlun. For years, you demonic heads have remained hidden. Only now have I finally seized the opportunity."
Han Cangmu was instantly enraged: "Presumptuous! How dare you utter my Sacred Sect Leader's name!!!"
His magic power surged again with ferocity: "Luo Sha!!!"
Wailing, resentful ghosts with pitch-black eyes suddenly emerged from him, attacking Zi Su Ye.
Zi Su Ye's eyes revealed a hint of mockery and disdain: "What's wrong with calling him by his name? Even if he himself appeared here, my sword would greet him."
"A mere demonic head. When I ascend to immortality in the future, I will slaughter the True Demon Sect and wash away the humiliation of our Five Great Sacred Lands."
"Is that so."
In the wind and snow, a faint voice cut through the blizzard, resonating throughout the area outside Yunxian Cliff.
Then.
A young man wearing a dark, divine dragon-embroidered robe, exuding a cold, mysterious, and terrifying aura that was impossible to fathom, slowly emerged from the snow.
He wore a saber at his waist, had an eerie mark between his eyebrows, and was followed by dozens of powerful individuals, all clad in demonic robes.
Upon seeing this person, Han Cangmu, disregarding his injuries, immediately knelt on one knee and cupped his fists:
"Greetings, Sect Leader!!!"
"Mm."
The figure nodded slightly, exuding an aura of superiority with every movement.
Then, the figure's expression became indifferent, his eyes as still as a deep well. He looked at Zi Su Ye and spoke in a faint voice that spread in all directions:
"You wish to slaughter my True Saint Sect? Then you shall start with me."
"Today."
"I shall give you such an opportunity."
"Come, I shall stand here and let you kill me."
"My life is laid out here, for you to take."