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387: Daoist Master, Zhuyin knows he was wrong... he knows he was wrong...”Demon Sealing Dao Venerable, Candle Yin knows his mistake... knows his mistake...”

”This is...”

”Demonic Qi??”

”How can this be? Wasn’t the Heavenly Demon Cave already destroyed? These... no, this is terrifying!!”

The golden body of the Martial Temple Old Ancestor above Wan Qingshan’s head suddenly erupted, shouting, ”Kill! Kill! Kill!!”

At the same time.

Great Xia, Yun Province.

The heart of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

At this moment, the Heavenly Sword Sect had completely changed. Countless visions emerged in the sky; immortal birds danced, Phoenixes sang in unison, and amidst the swirling clouds, one could see the figures of ten thousand immortals bowing in worship. High above the firmament, an ancient Sect floated in mid-air...

”Demon Sealing Sect...”

”Why have I never heard of this...” Lin Yuan stood in mid-air, his expression grave, with Ji Xuqing and Wang Cuihua by his side.

”Unheard of. Just the aura of this Sect is so transcendent; the atmosphere of this ruin is definitely not something a Mortal Sect would possess!” Ji Xuqing said, a look of shock on his face, then added, ”This Demon Sealing Sect must be an Immortal Sect!”

Upon hearing this, Wang Cuihua looked toward the Sect, her eyes filled with shock, looking somewhat eager to try.

One might ask, with an Immortal Sect right before one’s eyes, who could resist such temptation?

”Fellow Daoist Wang, do not be impulsive. This Demon Sealing Sect is not an existence that we, in the Void Return stage, can get involved with!” The Sunset Valley Valley Revered Master, Murong Lan, suddenly appeared and warned.

Lin Yuan turned his head, saw Murong Lan, and asked, ”Brother Murong knows of the Demon Sealing Sect?”

Over these past few years, Lin Yuan and Murong Lan had become friends.

Murong Lan nodded and said, ”In my youth, I once heard my ancestors mention it. The Fourth Star Domain’s Demon Sealing Sect, stepping across nine mountains and seas, the Ancient Dao is eternal...”

”Fellow Daoist Ji is correct. This is an Immortal Sect, and furthermore, an absolutely transcendent existence among Immortal Sects!”

Upon hearing this, everyone revealed a look of unprecedented shock.

”The barrier between the Upper and Lower Realm no longer exists. I must return to my clan immediately to inform them!” Ji Xuqing said excitedly.

Lin Yuan thought about it and also intended to return to the Shen Family.

However, at that very moment.

Boom!

A terrifying Demonic Qi surged out, covering the sky and earth.

”This is...!”

Everyone’s pupils constricted, and they all looked toward the border of Great Xia.

Meanwhile, the figure standing with hands behind their back at the very front of the Demon Sealing Sect, dressed in a black imperial robe, regained their focus and looked up toward the border region.

”Such powerful Demonic Qi!”

”No!”

”This...”

”This is the aura of a True Immortal!”

Inside her body, the willow tree made a sound of surprise.

On this day, within the entire territory of the Human Race, Chaos erupted even before the Yao Race army arrived...

Some began to kill each other; they had actually defected to the Yao Race long ago, and those former hidden agents of the Yao Race revealed themselves one after another.

In the heart-palpitating silence of the Void Realm, time seemed to have been forcibly frozen by an invisible giant hand, trapped in an eternal stagnation.

In this region of the Void Realm, no stars twinkled, no currents flowed; there was only endless darkness and deathly silence, as if it were a place of Chaos outside the primeval Universe, transcending the bonds of time and space.

On the throne, a withered figure stood silently like an ancient statue.

This figure seemed to have merged with the silent Void Realm, having endured countless years of sedimentation.

However, in this seemingly eternal stillness, that withered figure suddenly moved.

With just this slight movement, the surrounding space rippled as if a giant boulder had been thrown into a calm lake.

These ripples were extraordinary; every wave emitted a mysterious and ancient aura. They were the texture of time, the traces of years.

”It is time to begin...” Candle Nine Nethers said slowly, his voice low and hoarse, as if it came from an ancient abyss.

But at this moment. Hum!

A golden rune on Candle Nine Nethers’ cheek suddenly flickered, emitting an archaic light. It was a ”Restriction” character, a script from the ancient era.

”The First Dao!!”