With Lonely Spear leading the charge, the group arrived at the foot of the Radiant Sect mountain.
The gate of the once-glorious sect mountain was long gone, replaced by hordes of vengeful spirits.
They streamed out in thousands, and the air reeked of evil energy—an evil energy powerful enough to corrupt even the purest energies.
Yet this scene did not surprise Mo Jian and the others. It was never the first time they had witnessed such a spectacle.
Supreme Elder Zhao rose into the sky and unleashed a mighty punch.
Boom!
The ground trembled, and a deep crater opened at the base of the mountain. All the thousand vengeful spirits were vanquished, leaving no trace behind.
With the path cleared, Mo Jian and the rest surged into the Radiant Sect.
As they rushed toward their sect, only a few elders remained to defend it. They had not expected their enemies to be so confident as to arrive at their door so quickly.
How could this be?
