At night, Xiao Yu lay on the table and looked at the stars in the sky.

  The last time she was here, it had rained. The stars were bright this time.

  Xiao Yu turned around and sat beside Jiang Lan. Then, she leaned her head against the table and faced the stars while swaying her legs.

  Jiang Lan continued to enhance Xiao Yu’s wooden sword with his sword intent.

  Xiao Yu did not plan to go back to the Jade Pool. She planned to go directly to the Witchcloud Gathering tomorrow.

  “Junior Brother, which floor will you enter tomorrow?” Xiao Yu asked.

  “The third floor,” Jiang Lan answered.

  “I’m on the fourth floor. When I’m free, I’ll run down to look for you.” Xiao Yu turned to look at Jiang Lan.

  Jiang Lan nodded.

  Actually, it was not convenient with his Senior Sister around him.

  However, it was not that easy to head to the other levels.

  That was part of the rules.

  “Senior Sister, who are you going with?” Jiang Lan asked.

  Xiao Yu sat up and looked at Jiang Lan.

  “With Junior Sister Siya. She should have successfully reached the Void Refinement Realm.”


  “Does Junior Brother not know anyone?” Xiao Yu leaned towards Jiang Lan, a bit proud of herself and her voice carried a hint of a smile.

  “Other than Junior Brother, I’m also familiar with Junior Sister Siya. The reclusive you only knows me.”


  Jiang Lan: “…”


  Was this the pot calling the kettle black?

  The number of people he knew of was not small either.

  One example would be Jing Ting. However, he should be in the late-stage Void Refinement Realm already.

  There was also the Eighth Prince, the youth from the inn, and Lu Jian. However, they were all immortals.

  Senior Brother Bei and Senior Brother Ji Qiu should also have become immortals.

  …


  Morning.

  Jiang Lan sent Ao Longyu to the Third Summit.

  After coming down from the Ninth Summit, his Senior Sister returned to her normal appearance.

  Other than the difference in expression and words, there was no other difference.

  Jiang Lan felt no sense of unfamiliarity with her.

  “Junior Brother, wait for me to find you.” Ao Longyu looked at Jiang Lan and said softly.

  Jiang Lan nodded.

  After that, they separated and went their respective ways.

  Only then did Jiang Lan step out.

  He had to go to the corresponding place to wait for entry.

  Jiang Lan rode his sword out of Kunlun and arrived under the Black Peak Tower.

  An enormous triangular Dharma treasure stood high in the sky, surrounded by many people.

  The top floor was already in the clouds, like a cloud accompanying it.

  In front of the entrance to the third level.

  Jiang Lan stopped his sword.

  At this moment, there were many people waiting at the entrance.

  Everyone was in mid-air.

  Some flew on their swords while others stood in the air.

  There was a gentle breeze.

  There was a chill.

  Jiang Lan came to a corner and waited patiently.

  However, before entering, he still observed his surroundings.

  There were over a hundred people from various factions.

  Everyone was wearing their own sect uniform.

  Of course, the demons did not. They had their distinct appearances.

  “The Demon Race, the Heavenly Human Race, and the Underground’s Devils are here. However, there aren’t any dragons.”


  Jiang Lan took a quick look and realized that most of the people who would attack him were present.

  There were no dragons. It was very likely that they were not so weak.

  “I wonder if Senior Sister will meet them.” Jiang Lan looked towards the entrance of the fourth floor.

  At this moment, he saw Ao Longyu and her Junior and Senior Sisters arrive at the entrance.

  As usual, she was cold and distant.

  She was only slightly closer to Senior Sister Lin.

  However, he soon saw a few dragons on the fourth level.

  They were most likely after Ao Longyu.

  There were also the demons and members of the heavenly human race.

  They all looked dangerous.

  Retracting his gaze, Jiang Lan was considering whether he should enter the fourth floor.

  However, his Senior Sister was at the perfected Void Refinement Realm, so there shouldn’t be anyone who was a match for her.

  “The Witchcloud Gathering will be held in the Black Peak Tower. We will discuss the Dao and verify our cultivation.” An empty voice sounded.

  “Let’s begin.”


  As always, it was direct… Jiang Lan knew from the voice that it was someone from Kunlun.

  This happened again and again. They never went into detail about the rules or what should be done.

  With just a sentence, the event had started.

  Jiang Lan lowered his eyebrows. Fortunately, he had figured out the rules this time.

  The door opened and everyone went inside.

  Jiang Lan didn’t wait until the end before he went in. Instead, he followed the crowd and entered the mystic realm with them.

  When he entered, a Heavenly Human Race individual stopped at his side.

  “Are you a Kunlun disciple? I hope you can teach me a thing or two if we meet.”


  Jiang Lan looked at the youth from the Heavenly Human Race and nodded slightly.

  “I hope you won’t go too far.”


  He wondered if it would affect him if he killed someone rashly.

  Therefore, Jiang Lan decided to observe for a while.

  If it was convenient, he would send them on their way.

  Jiang Lan arrived at the entrance. At this time, there were many changes to the entrance. Every time someone entered, they would disappear.

  Two or three could be admitted at the same time.

  It seemed like they could form groups.

  However, the upper limit of a group was two or three.

  Jiang Lan entered a random door.

  When he reappeared, he was in a relatively empty room.

  He looked around.

  There was plenty of light. However, there were no soil or trees.

  It was incomparable to the Kunlun Mystic Realm.

  However, he could confirm that this place was very big and that there were array formations surrounding it.

  Jiang Lan extended his hand. On the back of his hand was a rune that he had applied when he entered.

  This was the one that could make people quit before they died.

  “Everything is fine. We need to observe how others discuss the dao.”


  Before observing, he found a relatively hidden building and planned to sign in first.

  “System, I’m signing in here.”


  Soon, the system’s voice appeared in his mind.

  [Ding!]

  [Signed in successfully. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the gift of the Great Dao. You have obtained the immortal spell technique, Eight Desolates Purgatory.]

  [Eight Desolates Purgatory: Convergence of the Eight Desolates. When one masters this spell technique, one can turn everywhere he passes into hell.]

  Immortal spell technique?

  He was a little surprised.

  It was not that there were no immortal spells, but most of them were useless. His Power of Nine Bulls had suppressed all of them.

  Not to mention his Power Of Nine Tribulations.

  “It looks like it is an area of effect immortal spell. It might not have the same destructive power as my Power of Nine Bulls, but it is especially effective against a large number of immortals with an essence soul immortal body.”


  Without hesitation, he began to comprehend it.

  The moment he opened the book, he felt endless suffering around him.

  It seemed to be able to disintegrate his mind.

  …


  …


  Outside the Black Peak Tower.

  The Eighth Prince felt a little regretful as he watched everyone enter.

  He could not participate.

  It was a pity that he could not fight alongside his sister and brother-in-law.

  The Eight Prince then saw large numbers of ferocious beasts, zombies, and evil spirits surge into the Black Peak Tower.

  There were even many immortal-level experts among them.

  The Eighth Prince looked at the senior experts in the distance.

  However, they were all very calm. It seemed like they were the ones who planned for this.

  “How dirty.”


  The Eighth Prince suddenly realized that the Witchcloud Gathering was very brutal.

  Not only did they have to guard against all kinds of talents, but there were also countless other enemies.

  He wondered how chaotic it would be inside.

  …


  The people of the Dragon race and some people of Kunlun were sitting on the circular flying Dharma treasure and looking at the Black Peak Tower.

  “There are a few mischievous juniors from the Dragon Race who wish to seek guidance from the Kunlun Goddess. I wonder if we can see them from here,” Ao Shishi said softly as she looked at the fourth level.

  She was speaking to the summit leaders of the Second and Third Summits.

  Ran Jing was also present. She shook her head and said.

  “The Kunlun has protected the Goddess very well. I think she lacks experience.”


  “The Dragon Race is really looking down on our Kunlun Goddess. Don’t let your members of the Dragon Race humiliate themselves one by one,” Zhu Qing said coldly as she looked at the two.

  “The Dragon Race is indeed powerful. Your foresight is also very impressive. When the Eighth Prince challenged the Ninth Summit, you dragons were also very optimistic about it. You dragons even seemed like you were prepared to celebrate, right?” Fifth Summit’s Miao Yue landed from the sky.

  She was elegant and soft.

  The dragons looked angrily at Miao Yue.

  However, they didn’t know how to refute her.