Outside Fire Persimmon Mountain.
A demon beast, as large as a mountain, opened its blood-red maw.
An immense suction force immediately followed, threatening to swallow the cultivators ahead in one gulp.
At this critical moment, a ruler shone with the brilliance of the sun, descending like a meteor.
Boom!
The demon beast died on the spot.
Zhu Xuanji descended from the sky.
The rescued cultivators recognized Zhu Xuanji, quickly prostrating and expressing endless gratitude.
Zhu Xuanji glanced at them, then looked towards Fire Persimmon Immortal City: "During this period, it's best if you stay away from the Immortal City. Go."
The cultivators saw Zhu Xuanji's stern expression and dared not draw close, retreating humbly.
Some of them heeded Zhu Xuanji's advice, while others had pressing matters and returned to the Immortal City.
Zhu Xuanji observed all these movements keenly.
He did not attempt further persuasion, his mood heavy.
