She is devoted to cultivating immortality

Chapter 148 Demon God
As the Holy Lord of Brahma finished speaking, everyone in the room focused their attention on Jiang Yi and Zhong Shenxiu.

Jiang Yi was stunned for a moment, then asked calmly, "May I ask who this senior is?"

The Holy Lord of Brahma Sound smiled and said, "I am Qin Shikuang, the Holy Lord of the Holy Land of Brahma Sound."

Jiang Yi's expression immediately became respectful upon hearing this, and he saluted and said, "So you are Senior Saint Lord. I am a disciple of Wusheng Dao Palace, Jiang Yi, and this is my best friend, Zhong Shenxiu, a disciple of Wuliang Sword Sect."

"Meet the Holy Lord of Brahma."

Zhong Shenxiu also followed suit and saluted.

"Wusheng Dao Palace and Wuliang Sword Sect turned out to be the proud sons from Zhongzhou."

Zhenren Zhuzhao and others suddenly realized that it was no wonder that he had such outstanding cultivation and temperament, it turned out that he was an elite disciple from a famous sect in Zhongzhou.

"We are facing some problems right now and we need Senior Xie's advice, so I would like to ask if Senior Xie has any special instructions for you?"

The Holy Lord of Brahma said slowly.

After getting to know each other, the relationship between the two sides became much closer.

Hearing the question from Saint Fanyin, Jiang Yi and Zhong Shenxiu looked at each other. Jiang Yi hesitated and said, "Senior Xie did say a few other things besides explaining this to us. I wonder if it is helpful to Saint Fanyin?"

Everyone in the room's eyes suddenly brightened, and Saint Fanyin's words became more urgent.

"What did Senior Xie say? Tell us quickly."

In everyone's mind, Xie Lian had long become synonymous with being omnipotent, omniscient, unfathomable and without omissions.

Their past experiences also made them firmly believe that as long as they thanked their senior for just a few words, the current difficulties would quickly dissipate like the clouds clearing and the sun appearing.

Jiang Yi immediately repeated what Xie Lian said before he left.

"I hope it's not too late...don't cause any trouble."

Everyone chewed over Xie Lian's two sentences over and over again.

"From what the senior said"

Tantai Qingyin glanced at the Holy Lord of Brahma Sound and said uncertainly, "It seems like he wants to remind us of something..."

The Holy Lord of Brahma nodded slightly and fell into deep thought.

At this time, Zhu Zhao and Huang Ze suddenly said, "Holy Lord, did you just say that the True Demon Sect's descendant was looking for a black jar?"

The expression of the Holy Lord of Brahma Sound changed, and he nodded and said, "Yes, that's right."

Zhu Zhao took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, we also saw a black tea can at Senior Xie's residence, with the words 'Tun Tian' engraved on it..."

"Demon Devouring Jar!"

A brilliant light suddenly burst out from the eyes of Saint Brahma.

Zhuzhao and Huangze nodded.

"That's right!"

The Holy Lord of Fanyin felt that his eyes suddenly became clear.

“The black tea can that the True Demon Sect’s descendants are looking for should be the Heaven-Devouring Demon Can. This demon can caused a lot of killing in my southern border back then. It’s probably related to the True Demon Sect.

And this magic jar is now in the hands of Senior Xie, and Senior Xie sent someone to convey these two sentences to us.

This proves that Senior Xie should have predicted the birth of the True Demon Sect's successor..."

"Senior Xie seems to want you two to return the Two Worlds Pearl for him and settle the cause and effect, but in fact he is just trying to convey this message to us!"

The Holy Lord of Brahma spoke one sentence after another, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the faint dull worry that had been lingering between his brows disappeared, and his words became extremely firm and confident.

The whole person seemed to have suddenly found a backbone, and the vision suddenly had a direction, without any worry or annoyance at all.

As Tan Tai Qing Yin, Zhu Zhao and the others listened, their eyes became brighter and brighter, and smiles gradually appeared on their faces.

Jiang Yi and Zhong Shenxiu were both stunned, and they felt deep admiration for the Holy Lord of Sanskrit in front of them.

Being able to comprehend the hidden meaning in Senior Xie's words so thoroughly in such a short period of time, he is indeed worthy of being a powerful cultivator whose realm is close to transcending tribulation.

Alas, in comparison, although they are fortunate enough to become Senior Xie’s students, they still have a lot to learn.

"Well, since Senior Xie had already predicted that the True Demon Sect would emerge, he naturally had a backup plan to deal with them. Although the True Demon Sect is terrifying, it is nothing more than an ant in front of Senior Xie."

"With Senior Xie here, there is nothing to be afraid of. After all."

The Holy Lord of Brahma smiled and said word by word in a confident tone: "Even if the sky falls, I will still support you, Senior."

Everyone in the room perked up slightly, but their eyes lit up.

"But I still have to go to the Scarlet Sky Holy Land. If we can solve it ourselves without bothering Senior Xie, that would be the best..."

The Holy Lord of Fanyin stood up with a relaxed look, greeted Tan Tai Qingyin and others, then disappeared into the void with a smile.

The huge rocks that had been weighing on the hearts of Tan Tai Qing Yin, Zhu Zhao and the others also collapsed, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come to think of it, it's been a while since I last visited you, Senior."

There was a gleam in Tan Tai Qing Yin's beautiful eyes as she spoke to herself.

Zhu Zhao and Huang Ze both agreed with a smile: "Let's go together. It is indeed time to go and pay our respects to Senior Xie..."

The originally dull and depressing atmosphere in the room suddenly became cheerful and relaxed.

Jiang Yi and Zhong Shenxiu looked at each other, not quite sure what was going on here. They could only shake their heads and leave quickly.

The most urgent task is to complete the tasks assigned by Senior Xie first.

Bactrian Palace.

Royal Garden.

"I heard that the third brother once completely defeated the Nine Deaths Chess Game left by the Wusheng Emperor, and defeated the Fairy Tan Tai of the Fanyin Holy Land, the Young Master of the Wanbao Pavilion Yu Xuanji, and many Nascent Soul Transformation cultivators... I don't know if it's true or not."

"Royal brother, this is of course true. Third brother still has the mysterious chessboard that the Wusheng Emperor used to trap and kill the immortal. I saw him playing with it a few days ago. It is really beautiful!"

"Oh, really? Hahaha, then Third Brother is really amazing. We have underestimated you in the past. Today, Tian Yuan Zhenren from the Yixian Sect is here too. Third Brother, why don't you take out the mysterious chessboard so that everyone can see it."

"Brother, what you said is absolutely right. Very wonderful!"

Xia Wuji had a gloomy expression as he stared at the group of people in gorgeous clothes in front of him. His face turned pale and blue, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

Although he knew that these people were deliberately teasing and mocking him, he could do nothing about it.

At this time, an old Taoist in white with a celestial appearance and clear eyes who had been sitting silently by the side smiled slightly and said lightly: "I never thought that the third prince actually had a treasure like the mysterious chessboard in his hand.

Speaking of which, my Yixian Sect does have some connection with the Wusheng Emperor...
The founder of my Yixian Sect came from the Wusheng Taoist Palace, which was the Taoist tradition left by the Wusheng Emperor.

This is the treasure of the ancestors. As a younger generation, I really want to see it for myself."

As soon as the old Taoist in white finished speaking, a handsome young man wearing a golden crown and brocade robe beside him immediately exclaimed with bright eyes: "I didn't expect that the Tianyuan Zhenren Sect and the Wusheng Emperor actually have such a connection..."

He immediately turned around and poked Xia Wuji with the folding fan in his hand, urging him, "Third brother, Tian Yuan Zhenren has said so, why are you still hurrying up? Don't be stingy."

He knew he didn't have it, but he still did this. It was obvious that he wanted to make a big fool of himself!
these guys
Xia Wuji was so ashamed and angry that his handsome face turned red. However, his brothers were all more powerful than him. The Tianyuan Zhenren invited by his eldest brother was even a cultivator in the Fuyao realm. He was really...
Not to be offended.

Xia Wuji took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, I will tell you again today. The person who cracked the Nine Deaths Chess Game of Emperor Wusheng that day was not me, but another master.

And the mysterious chessboard is not in my hands, but in the hands of that senior master."

"Oh?"

After hearing this, Tian Yuan Zhenren smiled slightly and said calmly: "Then can the Third Prince invite that expert here? My Yixian Sect emphasizes the use of chess to enter the Dao. I have been fascinated by chess for thousands of years and have always been very interested in the Nine Deaths Chess Game created by Patriarch Wusheng.

Since there is still a senior master in Daxia who can break the Nine Deaths Chess Game, I really want to learn from him."

"Yes, yes, yes. In that case, Third Brother should just go and invite that senior master over right now!"

"Yes, let's go now. Do you want me to lend you the flying boat?"

"Hahaha"

All kinds of laughter rang in his ears. Xia Wuji was so ashamed and angry that his teeth were almost broken. In his right hand at the sleeve, he tightly grasped a Two Worlds Pearl.

He also wants to invite that senior master.

But he couldn't, he didn't dare, he didn't want to, and he didn't have the face to disturb that senior again.

If only Senior Xie was really here, he would definitely beat the faces of that damn Yixian Sect’s Tianyuan Zhenren and these bastards!
Xia Wuji sighed heavily in his heart and thought helplessly.
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"It seems that Third Brother really doesn't want to take us to see the so-called senior masters!"

"Ah, in the end, Third Brother still looks down on us vulgar people and thinks we are not worthy..."

"After all, he is a peerless master who can break all the nine-death chess games!"

The handsome young man in brocade clothes and a golden crown deliberately dragged out the tone of the four words "peerless master", causing everyone in the imperial garden to laugh again.

Even Tian Yuan Zhenren couldn't help laughing, and then he said: "If there really is such a great person, please help introduce him to me, Third Prince. But to be honest, I don't believe it.

Patriarch Wusheng is a man of great powers. The Nine Deaths Chess Game he created is enough to trap and kill immortals. How could a mere mortal be able to crack it?

And if someone really did it, then why has the mysterious chessboard remained silent for so long and has never been seen by anyone?
so.."

Tian Yuan Zhenren glanced at Xia Wuji and said calmly: "The senior master who can crack the Nine Deaths Chess Game is clearly a fabrication."

Xia Wuji's face turned pale and he said nothing.

He really wanted to tell him that the reason why the Mysterious Chessboard had no influence in the cultivation world was because it was destroyed as soon as it came into the world, and that Senior Xie simply looked down upon the Mysterious Chessboard.

Xia Wuji listened to the constant sarcasm and ridicule ringing in his ears, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he was obviously very angry.

He tightly grasped the Two Realms Pearl, and tried countless times to muster up the courage to probe his spiritual sense into it, just like the time in the cave of Emperor Wusheng, asking for the senior's final guidance.

But he dared not.

I also don't want to use Senior Xie's name to commit fraud and become a villain who seeks fame and reputation. I would rather endure the humiliation alone in silence.

At this moment, Xia Wuji suddenly felt the Two Worlds Beads in his hand suddenly move.

He was suddenly startled!
He hurriedly took out the Two Worlds Pearl and his eyes widened instantly.

At this moment, this tiny two-world bead was flashing with the light that he had been thinking about day and night.

An immense sense of ecstasy rose from Xia Wuji's heart, and he was so excited that his whole body trembled. He trembled and shouted, "Thank you, senior!"

The rest of the people in the Imperial Garden looked puzzled. Someone was about to ask Xia Wuji when suddenly...
Two terrifying majesties came from the sky, rumbling down from the void, causing everyone in the imperial garden to change color.

Someone shouted in surprise, "A cultivator in the Fufuyao realm?!"

Soon, two tall and slender figures appeared in the sky, walking down step by step on the void.

"Senior Tianyuan!"

The young man in brocade clothes immediately thought of the only cultivator in the Fuyao realm among them and shouted urgently.

Zhenren Tianyuan's face condensed slightly, and he snorted coldly, then he summoned a chessboard-shaped magic weapon and flew it into the sky, trying to resist the pressure from the two Fuyao realm masters.

At the same time, he said in a deep voice: "May I ask what can I do for you two Taoist friends?"

Before Tian Yuan Zhenren finished speaking, he saw one of the two figures in the sky waving his hands casually.

The next moment, an extremely terrifying and dazzling sword light, which seemed to cut through the entire void, was released from his hand.

"Click——"

The magic chessboard weapon was cut into two halves by the sword light, and Tian Yuan Zhenren also spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

"none of your business!"

A cold voice came from the sky.

Everyone in the Imperial Garden was stunned.

one move!
With just one move, he defeated Tianyuan Zhenren, who was also in the Fuyao realm, causing his magic weapon to collapse and he to vomit blood and retreat in defeat. Who are these two people? They are too terrifying!

All of a sudden, everyone's face turned pale and their bodies began to tremble slightly. Two figures finally walked down from the sky and appeared in the imperial garden.

They were two handsome young men with high spirits.

The two of them seemed to have an innate, heaven-pleasing temperament. In front of them, the royal family members of Daxia dressed in gorgeous clothes couldn't help but feel ashamed from the bottom of their hearts.

It was like a country snake encountering a real dragon.

One of the two young men had a smile on his face and a bright look in his eyes, while the other had a frosty face and exuded a cold and sharp aura from his whole body.

"Who are you guys?!"

Tianyuan Zhenren, who was seriously injured and had a pale face, pointed at the two of them and asked loudly in shock and anger.

The intelligent young man looked at Tian Yuan Zhenren, and suddenly smiled, saying: "Yixian Sect?... I see, it must have been founded by the abandoned disciples of Wusheng Dao Palace back then. No wonder it has some flavor of the Wusheng Dao Palace's Taoist tradition."

Tian Yuan Zhenren was anxious and angry, his face flushed, and he said in shame and anger: "You are talking nonsense! My Yixian Sect's founder is not an abandoned disciple of Wusheng Dao Palace, but a true elite."

Before Tian Yuan Zhenren finished speaking, he was interrupted by the young man coldly: "It wasn't like that before, but it is now."

As he spoke, he casually threw a token filled with purple energy in front of him.

Tian Yuan Zhenren was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the token. Then his eyes suddenly widened, a look of disbelief appeared on his face, and he cried out in surprise: "The token of the head of Wusheng Dao Palace?!"

The young man smiled slightly and said calmly: "You have quite a good eye."

"Impossible, impossible..."

Tian Yuan Zhenren turned pale in an instant, his Dao heart almost collapsed, and he kept muttering in despair: "How could you possibly have the leader token of Wu Sheng Dao Palace? It's impossible, I must be dreaming."

"His-"

The Daxia royal family members nearby all took a deep breath, their expressions showing shock.

The token of the leader of Wusheng Taoist Palace?
Demote the founder of the Yixian Sect to an abandoned disciple on the spot?

What is the origin of these two people? !
Xia Wuji was also stunned by the sudden scene before his eyes, and even forgot that the two world beads suddenly glowed.

At this time, two young men with supreme power walked straight up to him and asked, "Are you Xia Wuji?"

Xia Wuji suddenly became extremely nervous, his face turned pale, and he stammered, "I am."

"That's right."

The intelligent young man muttered something in a low voice, then took out a small bead from his arms and handed it to Xia Wuji respectfully.

When Xia Wuji saw this familiar yet unfamiliar bead, his eyes suddenly widened and he was so surprised that he was almost speechless.

this.."

"This is what Senior Xie specifically asked us to return to you."

As soon as the intelligent young man said this, everyone in the field was shocked, with expressions of shock and disbelief.

Thank you, senior? Which senior?

Could it be that this is the unfathomable senior master who Xia Wuji mentioned, who could solve all the nine-death chess games? !
How could these two young men who possessed the token of the head of the Wusheng Dao Palace and were so high and mighty as if they were the chosen ones of heaven be so respectful when their names were mentioned, and were even willing to run errands for them?
How high should the identity and status of this senior Xie be? !
Guru
Everyone swallowed hard, their faces filled with shock and horror.

"Thank you, Senior. It's really Thank you, Senior."

Xia Wuji held the two Two Worlds Pearls in his hands, his whole body trembling, crying and laughing, he was almost going crazy with excitement.

The two young men smiled and ignored him. Instead, they turned around to take back the Wusheng Taoist Palace leader's token and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, the smiling young man with bright eyes glanced at Tian Yuan Zhenren on the ground and said calmly, "You want to see Senior Xie, are you worthy?!"

After saying that, the two of them flew up into the sky and disappeared.

Only the dumbfounded Tian Yuan Zhenren, the many royal family members who looked at each other in bewilderment, and Xia Wuji, who was holding the Two Realms Pearl with tears in his eyes, were left in the imperial garden of the Great Xia Palace.——
The Tianqing Mountains shrouded in clouds and mist give off an ethereal air.

Herbalists who go into the mountains to collect herbs often see figures riding flying swords in the clouds. The villagers living at the foot of Tianqing Mountain all know that there is a sect of cultivators on the mountain.

But on this day, the tranquility of Tianqing Mountain was broken.

The clouds surrounding Tianqing Mountain were surging like boiling water, and the color seemed to be tinged with a hint of bright red. There were faint and continuous screams coming from the mountain.

The ancestor of the Tianqing Sect hurriedly broke through the barrier and looked down from the void. Suddenly, his eyes were bloodshot.

All I saw was the huge Tianqing Sect, with broken walls and rivers of blood.

A figure wrapped in thick black air was frantically chasing and killing the disciples of Tianqing Sect.

No matter whether they were ordinary disciples or sect elders, they were no match for this man. They were killed easily by him like cutting melons and vegetables.

A cultivator who looked like an elder in the Nascent Soul stage was being chased by a black shadow. He was terrified. Suddenly, he saw the appearance of Tian Qing. A great hope flashed in his eyes and he shouted, "Ancestor, save me!"

"Damn the devil!"

Patriarch Tian Qing was anxious and angry, and roared.

The consciousness of a cultivator at the Spirit Transformation Realm was completely released, stirring up the spiritual energy of the entire Tianqing Mountain like boiling porridge.

He summoned a light yellow flying sword and injected all his magic power into it. The light yellow flying sword immediately expanded like a balloon.

In an instant, it turned into a huge sword energy that reached the sky and the earth, carrying an extremely terrifying aura and slashed fiercely at the black figure below.

The black figure seemed to have not seen the sword energy in the sky at all, or was caught off guard.

The sword energy hit him hard. With a loud bang, smoke and dust rose up, and the black figure seemed to be blasted directly into the ground.

Seeing his ancestor so powerful, the Nascent Soul cultivator stopped running away and a smile appeared on his face, as if he had survived a calamity.

But his smile didn't last long and froze.

As the smoke and dust cleared, a terrifying pit appeared in front of him, and in the pit stood a sturdy young man over two meters tall.

The young man had gray hair that reached down to his waist. He was extremely strong, with muscles that looked like they were made of steel. His eyes were pure black, and he exuded a strong aura of coldness, evil, weirdness, cruelty and tyranny from head to toe.

The most shocking thing was that the extremely terrifying sword energy just now did not leave even the slightest trace on the white-haired young man.

The white-haired young man slowly twisted his neck, raised his head to look up at the sky, and stared fixedly at Patriarch Tian Qing with his pure black eyes without pupils.

Patriarch Tian Qing and the Nascent Soul cultivators suddenly felt a chill in their hearts.

"Devil, die..."

Patriarch Tian Qing suddenly reacted, shouted and was about to control the flying sword to cut down again, but he saw the white-haired young man suddenly raised his hand and punched the sky hard.

His punch seemed to collapse the void, and the air in front of him quickly twisted.

Then an invisible force shot out.

Before the Nascent Soul cultivator could react, he saw his own God Transformation ancestor explode in the air like a balloon.

"Bam—"

Blood and flesh flew out along with spiritual energy, falling onto the bodies and faces of the white-haired young man and the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The white-haired young man showed a faint smile on his face and spread his arms in a hugging gesture, seeming to be enjoying it very much.

Boundless fear and terror spread from the bottom of his heart. The face of the Nascent Soul cultivator turned pale, and he was shaking like a sieve, repeating in his mouth: "Devil... Devil, devil!"

Judging from his appearance, it is obvious that his spiritual heart has completely collapsed and he has gone mad.

The white-haired young man turned around, walked up to the Nascent Soul cultivator as if he was taking a leisurely stroll in the garden, and punched him to death, then killed the remaining cultivators of the Tianqing Sect one by one.

Finally, standing on the ground covered with blood and corpses, I took a deep breath.

Countless black and red blood and resentment immediately appeared in the void, rushing towards him and penetrating into his body.

The aura of the white-haired young man became more and more terrifying.

When he had absorbed all the breath, a hunchbacked, white-haired old man in a black robe slowly walked out from the corner.

The old man had a head full of silver hair and his eyes were also pure black. He looked at the white-haired young man with a satisfied smile on his face and nodded in praise, "Not bad. If you kill a few more sects, you will meet the sacrifice requirements of the Demon God Guidula. The Demon God will surely bestow His grace and give you a third initiation and power transmission."

The white-haired young man nodded silently, and then a series of explosions sounded from his body, and his body shrank rapidly.

After a while, he changed into another person with a thin figure and handsome face.

"Master, shouldn't we take back the thing that the demon god wants first? If those monks find out, they might hide it..."

“No rush…”

The silver-haired old man said calmly, "I have been through the Demon God Initiation five times. Even if a human immortal descends to the earth, I have the strength to fight. In the southern region, there are not many cultivators who even reach the Tribulation Realm. I want to take that thing, and I can do it anytime. Who can stop me?"

The silver-haired old man glanced at the young man and said lovingly, “But once I get that thing and present it to the Demon God, the Demon God will definitely grant you the sixth initiation. At that time... I will probably have to leave you alone and ascend to the Demon Realm to serve the Demon Gods.

Therefore, the time that your master has left in this world is running out, so I want to take advantage of this last period of time to accompany you to travel around the mortal world, kill more sects, and help you increase your strength.

Otherwise, when I leave, you will be bullied by those monks because of your low strength."

The white-haired young man was deeply moved by the words of the silver-haired old man, and tears couldn't help but fall from his pure black eyes.

"Master, you have good intentions. I understand."

The silver-haired old man nodded with satisfaction and said lovingly, "Let's go, let's hurry to the next sect."

"Yes, Master!"

The white-haired young man wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, smiled and supported the silver-haired old man, and the master and disciple leaned on each other and walked down the mountain quickly, leaving behind a scene like Shura hell.

An unknown amount of time had passed before the void above the Tianqing Sect began to fluctuate, and two figures with auras as deep as the ocean appeared in the void.

The tragic scene of hell on earth came into view. Even though the two of them had already transcended the ordinary state of mind, they couldn't help but reveal an expression of pity on their faces.

"Damn it, I'm a step late again!"

A middle-aged man with a dignified face frowned and cursed in a low voice with hatred.

The handsome middle-aged man who looked like a scholar next to him had cold eyes and said, "It looks like these two demons should have just left not long ago. Lord Chixiao, let's chase them again!"

"Ah."

The dignified middle-aged man nodded, and the two figures disappeared into the void again.
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At the foot of Baihe Mountain, a thin and handsome young man was walking slowly towards them, carefully supporting a white-haired old man.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation on the two of them, just like ordinary people, but the same snow-white silver hair and pure black eyes gave people an extremely evil and weird feeling.

The two men arrived at the gate of Baihe Sect and stopped.

The old man looked at the green mountains and clear waters and the misty clouds in front of him, closed his eyes to feel it, then opened his eyes with a satisfied smile.

"There is only one mid-stage Spiritualization Master. You are more than capable of dealing with him. You can start now."

The white-haired young man nodded respectfully and replied, "Yes, Master."

After saying that, he walked straight towards the gate of Baihe Sect.

The two gatekeepers in white frowned when they saw someone intruding. They stepped forward and shouted, "Who is coming?"

The white-haired young man ignored him, expressionless, and walked straight into the mountain gate.

As he walked, his clothes were torn into pieces, and his originally skinny body quickly swelled up. In just a few breaths, he turned into a tall, muscular man.

The two disciples were suddenly startled and quickly raised their flying swords to chop at him.

However, the sharp magical flying swords made a "clang" sound like the sound of metal clashing when they slashed on the young man's body. The white-haired young man even stretched out his hands and grabbed the two flying swords in his hands and put them directly into his mouth.

"Crack, crack—" With creepy sounds, the two magical flying swords were eaten up in a short while.

The two mountain guarding disciples opened their eyes wide, and their eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

A disciple suddenly seemed to remember something, his face turned pale, and he stammered, "They are the demons of the True Demon Sect!"

The two disciples no longer dared to stop him and retreated in panic. At the same time, they took out a jade slip from their arms and crushed it.

The white-haired young man didn't seem to care about their actions at all, and continued to walk forward slowly.

(End of this chapter)