Feng River.
Shouts of slaughter echoed unceasingly.
Several thousand underworld soldiers formed into military formations, sealing and blocking the middle reaches of the river. The River God Temple at the riverbed was revealed as they combined their arts to assault it.
Two Golden Core cultivators, clad in black and white Taoist robes, stood upon laterns of cloud, quietly waiting, magic treasures in hand.
A moment later—
With a thunderous crash, the formation shattered.
"Kill!"
Hundreds of aquatic demons surged out from the River God Temple, hideous and fierce, swinging claws and fangs as they charged forward.
At their head was a sixteen-foot-tall blue-skinned Yaksha, brandishing a steel-trident magic treasure, flinging forth azure spiritual light that instantly froze dozens of underworld soldiers.
The white-robed cultivator exclaimed in surprise, "Wasn't the Feng River God supposed to be a Turtle Demon?"
