A chill rose from Ji Feixue's body, and in an instant, the entire hall was sealed in ice.
It was as if Phoenix Valley had moved inside the hall, freezing even the space itself.
Killing intent billowed, perceivable even outside Xuanting Mountain; the forty-nine Sky-Hanging Islands were no longer bright with rosy light but surged with powerful auras in sync with the soaring murderous intent.
As if to overturn the heavens and earth themselves.
On Guiwang Mountain, four Taoists looked toward the summit of Xuanting Mountain in astonishment. After exchanging glances, they soared up, only to halt as the sound of a drum echoed. The Dongxu Taoist, in a flash, ascended into the air and shook his head toward them from Guiwang Mountain.
The four halted and bowed slightly to the Dongxu Taoist.
This figure, who was always joking and never serious, was actually a true relic of Guiwang Mountain.
The Ascending Immortal Drum pre-dates even the Tao Master!