A huge battle erupted in Mo You Valley.
Whoosh, whoosh.
The Saints of the Blood God Sect used physical techniques to scatter instantly. They appeared in all directions of Mo You Valley, taking the most advantageous locations.
Night fell. An ivory moon appeared in the sky.
The Ancient Snow Mountain turned even colder. Chilly wind came from the sky, pouring onto the ground with beastly roars.
Rustles sounded in the miles-wide peach forest of Mo You Valley. Peach blossoms fell down like red rain, flying between the red buildings.
The Hierarch Madame sat in the peach forest. Her red robe spilled on the ground like a red cushion. Looking at the flower rain, she was calm. Her beautiful eyes glittered.
Zhen Yin and Fan Yin stood tall behind her, sketching curvy silhouettes.
The blossoms were beautiful; the people were even more beautiful.