In the Daoist temple, Ying Jingsong seemed to have entered a meditative state, while the disciples behind him grew increasingly restless.
Weren’t they here to exterminate demons? Why had they been sitting here for so long?
After a lengthy discussion outside, Huo Jingyan, his face filled with anger, finally entered.
"Those vermin! They’ve infuriated me!"
The disciples had never seen the usually calm head of the External Affairs Hall so enraged.
Ying Jingsong opened his eyes and asked, "Do we have a plan yet?"
Huo Jingyan nodded, his expression gradually calming down.
"The Blood God Sect hasn’t altered the mountain’s layout. They’ve directly taken over the structures of the former Western Kunlun Sect. The highest peak, Kunlun Summit, is now shrouded in blood clouds and is likely the residence of the Blood God’s disciple. I’m not sure if it’s still called the Cloud Palace."
With Kunlun Summit at the center, numerous demonic palaces encircle it in layers.
The further down you go, the lower the cultivation level and status of the inhabitants.