Five treasure ships, each as vast as a mountain, appeared over the distant horizon, forging through the clouds. They were like divine mountains in motion.

Treasure light flowed around them, and war flags billowed in the wind.

The treasure ships’ massive shadows blotted out the sun. The cultivators present felt as if heaven and earth had been shrouded in darkness, and their hearts and minds felt stifled.

There was one ship per allied faction, and they contained experts of the Demonic Huan Family, Burning Sun Sect, Tianji Dao Mountain, Hidden Cloud Sword Mountain, and the Pure Emptiness Buddhist Sect.

Now, all of them had arrived together. The boundless sound of warhorns echoing through the sky lent the air an additional austerity.

Boom!

In the end, the five treasure ships stopped ten thousand feet from Nine Tripod City. A shockwave spread outward, and figures hurtled from the ships’ decks.

“One, two, three… my heavens! Everyone else aside, there are at least fifty Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivators here! Add the Spiritual Manifestation Realm cultivators, and there’ve got to be at least a hundred Spirit Dao cultivators!” one of the older-generation cultivators clucked his tongue.

“Just the Spiritual...