C149 Pure Yang Fire

Suddenly, mournful wails sounded out from the Gravenwood Mountain.

Jee Yun raised his head and looked at the top of the mountain. There was a red light that seemed to have condensed into a substance, covering the sky and the sun.

In just a short moment, such a huge change had occurred in the Gravenwood Mountain. More and more cultivators were running down from the top of the mountain