Yao Mountain territory, on the mountainside of a nameless mountain…
Zhu Rong Tianming leaned against an old zelkova tree, gazing at the boundless plain area in the front with his eyes narrowed.
Bo Qiujia, Priest Corpse and a group of their disciples stood beside him. The skin of each of these cultivators was crystalline and sparkling, like peals and gemstones, that made them look like statues. Hundreds of Fire Qi Lin Clan warriors guarded in an area ahead with serious looks, and had been vigilantly looking around.
This was Yao Mountain territory, Ji Hao’s territory. These Fire Qi Lin Clan warriors understood that their master didn’t have a good relationship with Ear Yao, and even intensive conflicts had happened between Earl Yao and their masters. Zhu Rong Tianming came without an invitation and sneaked into Yao Mountain territory with a large group of warriors and cultivators. If a patrolling troop of Earl Yao territory discovered them, another intense fight would start.