They all followed without question, though Carla and Hunter couldn't help but glare at Manu with burning hatred. Chiron's servants were fiercely loyal, even unto death—a loyalty that wasn't easily broken.
As they moved forward, the fog behind them closed like a heavy curtain, sealing the battlefield in eerie silence.
Emerging from the mist, something extraordinary occurred across the world. A gold-rank cultivator had been born, and the entire world felt its presence. Every gold-rank cultivator, from the demon mother to the Seer, both stationed in their distant castles, turned their attention toward this new power.
Alarmed by this, the demon mother rushed to her boiling pot of blood. She waved her hand over it, trying to confirm what she sensed. The blood swirled and morphed, forming the image of a massive snake with six eyes—three on each side—and wings extending from its back.
