The Ye Family was located on Wangxian Ridge.
The ridge was massive, straddling the states of Yun and Cang. Spiritual Qi was abundant in the mountains, vegetation was dense, and rare treasures and exotic beasts were too numerous to count.
Looking out, one could see a continuous string of palaces built around the mountain. A seven-angled pavilion rose from the mountain into the clouds—a truly celestial vista.
As the shout rang out, the once-peaceful Wangxian Ridge erupted as if a pot had exploded. From one mountain peak after another, from inconspicuous canyons and lush forests, strange movements occurred in unison. The whoosh of countless figures breaking through the air was like a plague of locusts passing through.
Figure after figure shot into the sky. In but a moment, all the figures in sight had flown into the air in unison.
Many Qi Refining Cultivators also rushed over.
A glance upward revealed that even those at the Qi Refining Ninth Layer were not few in number.
