Dragon Peak Mountain.
A strange black cloud escaped from the entrance of the Barrier, emitting a terrifying fluctuation of power.
Upon closer inspection, it was revealed to be a black Demon Tower.
The surface of the black tower carried the phantom of its Artifact Spirit, which coalesced into a human figure. Trailing a long stream of Demonic Light, it flew out from Dragon Peak Mountain.
The Dao Alliance Qi Cultivators and Confucian Temple scholars standing guard at the cave entrance were all slightly stunned by the sight.
"What is that thing?"
"Such a malevolent aura. Should we try to intercept it?"
"The Alliance Leader ordered us to stand guard here precisely to prevent any unexpected incidents."
A middle-aged man in gray robes, cradling a sword, stared with a grave expression. His black beard fluttered beneath his chin, and his robes snapped in the wind.
