Three days later.
Somewhere in a valley outside Ziqiong City.
A gentle breeze blew, bringing a chill.
At this very moment.
The valley had long been set up with a defensive formation, personally overseen by the Patriarch of the Yang Family, Yang Wanli.
The level of this formation was very high, and any cultivator below the Core Formation Realm could not enter without permission.
On the flat ground within the valley, over ten people were gathered.
There was also a set of equipment occupying more than twenty square meters nearby.
The attire, physique, and demeanor of these dozen individuals varied slightly, vaguely divided into two factions.
One faction was led by Yang Zhengchu, a cultivator at the half-step Nascent Soul Realm, along with members of the Yang Family.
The other faction was led outwardly by Ma Ning but primarily directed by Zeng Gu Cheng, the rabbits.
The reason for the gathering of both parties here was simple:
