It was absolutely impossible that there wasn't a mastermind behind this.
"Who's behind it is none of your business, you old Daoist. But today, a fight is happening, whether you like it or not."
The Yin-Yang Demoness glanced at the members of the Qingcheng Sect behind Master Weichen, their expression growing grim.
So many enemy Dharma Masters would not be easy to deal with.
"Weichen is mine. You can pick from the rest!"
With a cold snort, the Yin-Yang Demoness wasted no more words and attacked. With a flicker of their form, the Yin-Yang Red Robe on their body shot out, unfurling directly toward Master Weichen.
"I haven't taken action in a long time. The world has likely forgotten my reputation."
Master Weichen's eyes narrowed and he clapped his hands together. His body suddenly began to expand.
A vast and powerful aura instantly flooded the entire mountaintop.
"Purple Mansion Primordial Venerable Body!"
