In the spot where the eastern Devilbirds’ dao altar had once stood, there was now pure pandemonium. To countless Devilbird cultivators, that dao altar was something of immense significance. And now it had collapsed as a huge branch snaked up, with a fruit on its end. All onlookers were shaken to the core.

That was especially true when… Grand Emperor Devilbird, who had been seated atop the dao altar, suddenly blurred away into nothing. As it turned out, he had been nothing but an illusory projection. And because of its Grand Emperor personhood, no one in the crowd had picked up on any clues otherwise. It was only when the dao altar collapsed and the aura of a dao fruit erupted into the open that people could see the truth.

An illusory tempest spun into being, and everyone in the area felt a sensation of extreme uneasiness, something instinctive that came from within their life force itself. One reason for the uneasiness was the dramatic turn of events. The other reason… was the sound of tolling bells that filled the Devilbird holy land.

It was an ancient sound that shook heaven and earth. They were bells of war. The collapse of the dao altar was apparently some sort of signal. At that moment, the humans and the Firemoon Darkheavens rose up from the Revered Ancient mainland and unleashed the full fury of war onto the two holy lands that floated above them.

In an instant, heaven and earth devolved into great chaos. As chaos reigned outside, disorder was also raging inside of the dao fruit.