The voices rolled out and swept across ten thousand li of Green Parasol Mountain. Waves of pressure pressed forward, causing countless towering parasol trees to sway; their trunks resounded like crashing surf. In that instant, all birds fell silent before bursting into frantic flight. An uninvited enemy at the door signaled a world-shaking battle that was bound to erupt. Yet Luo Chen could not witness any of it with his own eyes.0

After Nether Spring flew out, the gates of the Transcendence Palace slammed shut. Luo Chen was trapped inside as a mass of black energy traced a prison on the ground and bound him tightly. He recalled the words Nether Spring had spoken before leaving—Three late-stage Sages aren't enough to breach Green Parasol Mountain…. Could it be that Primal Sovereign Rosycloud is still somewhere on Green Parasol Mountain?0

But he quickly dismissed the thought. If that were the case,...0