Yifa, without a hint of hesitation, headed west.
The five outer disciples of the Azure Dragon Sect—Shin Gaoshun, Qin Zangsheng, Tang Weien, Han Qian, and Po Yongzhen—exchanged glances and followed without question.
They didn't need to exchange words to know that in the direction they were heading… something dangerous was there.
It wasn't sound or sight that tipped them off. It was their sixth sense—honed under Xu Tao's guidance and sharpened during their time in the desert. Even from afar, they could feel it. An oppressive Qi leaking into the air like rancid smoke.
"This energy is, without a doubt, Evil…" Qin Zangsheng muttered under his breath as they moved.
Soon enough, they arrived at the western wall. Apart from the lone Celestial Beast still fending off hundreds of monsters on its own, there were also dozens of monsters near the west wall.
But those weren't the problem.
The problem stood at the very back of them all, watching like some sort of commander.
