In the depths of the western deserts, outside the forbidden area, a hundred-foot high platform had been erected. On the platform, three Golden Core Mahayana cultivators of the Huangfu clan stood with their sleeves fluttering, as if riding the wind, their eyes deep and cold as they looked ahead. Below the platform, loyal followers of the Huangfu clan lined up in formations, their bodies emitting a murderous aura, ready for battle, quietly watching the northern direction.
Scattered around were loose cultivators, casually invited as observers.
According to the message received by the Huangfu clan, that little monster would come from the north.
