Three days ago.
Phoenix Sect.
The massive Nine Clouds Immortal Illusion Formation still stood here. From the outside, it was shrouded in thick white fog, with only the sect's towering walls, dozens of meters high, visible.
A lone figure in white stood calmly outside the Phoenix Sect residence, hands clasped behind them, their garments fluttering.
"Finally back..." Su Han murmured to himself.
His sentiment came from the heart, not because he had spent countless years in the Holy Domain of the Demon Immortal, but because, this time in Dragon Martial City, under the siege of the Five Great Super Sects, he truly had walked through the Gates of Hell.
If not for Liuu Tianyuan, if not for that Huanglin, Su Han might not be alive today.
Turning back to survey his surroundings, he saw endless blood-colored figures coalescing. The sky had lost its brightness, turning a deep blood red. It was evident that the calamity brought by the Extraterritorial Demon was about to begin.
