Under the Witchcloud Mountain Range.
In the middle of a desolate forest.
Di Jing stood in mid-air and looked down.
He could see many beasts busy trying to activate something.
At this moment, a fire demon came in front of Di Jing and whispered.
"Sir, the progress is quite fast, but it will still take some time.
I've already tried my best. "
"Let's continue," Di Jing said slowly. "We can slow down, but we can't afford any accidents."
His words were authoritative, and even the flames feared him.
After the fire demon left, Di Jing looked up into the sky.
"Who is it that can cast his gaze over?
Was it a coincidence or has this place been targeted?
As long as it's not Kunlun, everything is fine. But…"
Di Jing's gaze turned gloomy as he planned to do something.
"Kunlun will eventually come.
The Ninth Summit.
It's very strong. It's just…