Swoosh!
Suddenly, the originally calm Death Valley trembled sharply, swiftly swept by a gust of yin wind. In the fiercely flowing gale, Yin Evil Qi continually gathered together.
In the shocked gaze of everyone.
That boundless Yin Evil Qi eventually formed a gigantic figure. This figure wore a crown, donned a black ancient robe, had a cold countenance, and carried an ancient, desolate aura, akin to a presence from the primordial era.
Moreover, with his appearance, an unprecedented pressure descended suddenly, causing everyone's faces to change with horror!
"What is this?"
"Could... could this really be the Venerable Yin Mountain that Ye Qingchen mentioned? But, wasn't he fallen five hundred years ago? Why is he appearing here now?"
"From Ye Qingchen's words, it seems the opening of the secret realms of the Withered Forest has a great connection to Venerable Yin Mountain!"
"What on earth is going on?"
