Besieging Changle Palace

There were five-colored clouds in the sky.

Each cloud represented a plague.

A plague ghost with a strange appearance, with pus flowing from its head and sores on its feet.

Apart from that, there were also tall mountains.

The mountain peak was crawling with poisonous insects.

This was Southern Monarch's subordinate.

Poisonous insects were born on the ground, and they could control them. The ground was covered with colorful plants.

These plants were as tall as mountains, covered in thorns, and the barbs on them were as hard as magic treasures.

The experts of the three forces had gathered here just to seize He Chuan's power.

"He Chuan!" This time, he didn't even call out his Daoist name. A green-bearded old man walked out from the blue clouds.

This person was Gao Yuan.

"What brings you here? Don't you know that this is Changle Palace?" Jiang Ming stepped forward and asked.