Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

Meanwhile, in the Demon Realm, at the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons.

Three towering figures sat on three sides, their demonic auras intertwining and colliding in the hall as if they were tangible.

Yet it strangely maintains a certain balance.

The three great demons, the Earth Demon Emperor, the Black Demon Emperor, and the Yellow Demon Emperor, fought for countless years.

For the first time, we sat calmly at the same stone table.

The stone table, forged from ten-thousand-year-old black iron, trembled slightly under the unconscious pressure emanating from the three demon emperors.

"How is it?"

The Earth Demon Emperor spoke first, his voice booming like a drum.

He was dressed in a black and gold battle suit, embroidered with ferocious beast totems.

His face was rugged, as if carved by a knife and axe, and his bulging muscles stretched his battle suit taut. When he spoke...

He clenched his fist so tightly that five finger marks were left on the edge of the stone table.

Xuan Yaohuang raised his eyelids, a dark blue light flashing in his eyes.

He was tall and slender, dressed in a black robe, with long hair flowing down his back. His demeanor was feminine yet dangerous.

"The time was too short, and too few results were found."

All I know is that the beast god who defeated you is entrenched deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

He commands tens of thousands of demonic beasts, among whom more than ten have reached the level of demon kings.

He paused, then added, "Moreover, the Beast God is not alone."

He was often accompanied by a woman in white; the woman possessed an ancient aura, likely belonging to an ancient clan.

The Earth Demon King's eyes blazed with fury, and his demonic aura suddenly erupted, causing the candlelight in the hall to flicker.

"I, the Emperor, have just broken through to the mortal realm and am about to sweep across it, when I was stopped by a rising star..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Xuan Yao Emperor chuckled and interrupted, "That Beast God was once defeated by a cultivator from the Central Plains of the Human Realm."

"What?"

The Earth Demon King's eyes widened, and for the first time, astonishment appeared on his rugged face.

"Is it a formation? Or is it borrowing the power of heaven and earth?"

"Neither." The Xuan Yao Emperor's smile faded, and his expression turned solemn.

"Head-to-head, one-on-one, a fair and square defeat."

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

After a long while, the Earth Demon Emperor slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, the breath as hot as magma.

"Who...is that monk?"

The Yellow Demon Emperor, who had been silent all along, finally spoke.

He was short in stature, his face withered like an old tree, but his voice was strong and powerful: "Qingyun Sect, Daoxuan."

As the four words fell, the three demon emperors simultaneously felt an invisible pressure.

The Yellow Demon Emperor continued, "I used the 'Tracing Origin Secret Technique' to probe the residual aura of that battle."

The sword energy soared to the heavens, following the natural order; that Taoist's cultivation was... unfathomable.

His withered fingers tapped lightly on the stone table. "It seems that the human world is not as weak as we thought."

"Of course." The Xuan Yao Emperor resumed his indifferent expression.

"The most urgent task is to find out the details of the Central Plains as soon as possible."

Besides Dao Xuan, who else is involved? What is the strength of each sect? Do any of the mortal dynasties have hidden forces?

Although the Earth Demon Emperor was tyrannical, he was not brainless.

He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice:

"When I was defeated by the Beast God, I sensed several powerful auras watching the battle from the south."

One of the sword energies was incredibly sharp, not much less powerful than Dao Xuan's.

"That's Wan Jianyi from the Qingyun Sect."

The Yellow Demon Emperor had clearly investigated more thoroughly: "This person was famous throughout the world a hundred years ago. He once ventured alone into the wilderness and killed four elders of the Demonic Sect with his sword."

Now, as an enforcement elder of the Qingyun Sect, his strength is likely even greater than before.

The three demon emperors exchanged glances, each seeing the apprehension in the other's eyes.

Xuan Yaohuang conjured a wisp of dark blue demonic fire at his fingertips, within which appeared the illusory images of human landscapes.

"The barrier between the six realms is weakening, and the demon realm is just the first to be affected."

Next, the Ghost Realm, the Immortal Realm, the Demon Realm, the God Realm... will all gradually merge with the Human Realm.

At that time, the balance of power in the world will be completely rewritten.

"We must establish ourselves on earth before that."

The Earth Demon King clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking.

"Otherwise, when the gods and demons descend, the demon realm will likely become a vassal state."

"vassal?"

The Xuan Yao Emperor sneered, "I'm afraid it doesn't even qualify as a vassal."

The gods regard all living beings as ants, while the demons take pleasure in slaughter.

If the demon realm cannot seize the initiative at the beginning of the merging of the six realms…

The words were not finished, but the meaning was clear.

The Yellow Demon Emperor stood up, his hunched figure appearing incredibly tall at that moment.

"Then use your own methods. I will continue my seclusion to deduce the secrets of heaven. You... take care of yourselves."

Three streams of demonic energy soared into the sky, and the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons returned to silence.

However, the five finger marks on the stone table lingered for a long time.

Qingyun Mountain, Yuqing Hall.

Dao Xuan Zhenren had just finished a communication call with the leaders of the five sects, including Tianyin Temple and Fenxiang Valley.

The light and shadow within the crystal ball slowly dissipated.

He rubbed his temples and rested for a while.

"Sect Master Uncle," came the respectful voice of a disciple from outside the hall.

"An old man and a young girl came to visit. The old man was holding a banner that read 'The Immortal Points the Way,' and he claimed to have traveled all over the world and had come to pay their respects."

A hint of surprise flashed in Dao Xuan's eyes.

Isn't this Zhou Yixian?

That fortune teller who has walked among mortals for hundreds of years, seemingly a charlatan but actually unfathomable?

"Bring him in."

Dao Xuan gave the order, while simultaneously giving a wink to the disciples standing on either side.

Before long, an old man and a young man entered the Jade Purity Hall.

The old man had white hair and beard, and held a cloth banner with the four characters "The Immortal Points the Way" written on it.

The brushstrokes are vigorous and powerful, with a subtle Taoist charm flowing through them.

The girl was about sixteen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth. She was dressed in a pale yellow dress and curiously looked around the palace.

The moment the two stepped into the main hall, Dao Xuan's pupils contracted slightly.

Taiqing Realm!

The old man possessed immense magical power, reaching the Taiqing realm!

However, the flow of magical power was somewhat sluggish, as if there were old injuries on his body.

Moreover... the aura of this technique is seven parts similar to that of the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, yet it possesses a profound mystery of concealing one's breath and returning to one's origin.

"Zhou Yixian greets Dao Xuan Zhenren."

The old man bowed with his hands clasped, his expression solemn, completely unlike the frivolous person the rumors outside suggested.

The girl behind him also gave a graceful bow, her voice clear and melodious: "Xiao Huan greets Dao Xuan Zhenren."

As she bowed, Xiao Huan glanced furtively at Dao Xuan, a look of confusion immediately appearing on her face.

She had studied physiognomy since childhood and could see through the fate of ordinary people at a glance, but the face of the Qingyun Sect Leader before her...

Everything was in a state of chaos, like trying to see flowers through a fog.

Dao Xuan raised his hand to support them, and a gentle force lifted them up.

"No need for such formalities, you two."

His gaze fell on Zhou Yixian, his voice gentle yet carrying an undeniable penetrating power.

"This fellow Daoist is highly skilled, and the cultivation method he practices seems to have some connection with my Qingyun Sect?"

These words shocked everyone in the room.

On both sides of the Jade Purity Hall, the six elders were present, as was Cangsong.

Upon hearing this, Tian Buyi, Shuiyue, Zeng Shuchang, and the others all looked surprised.

Many of them had traveled down the mountain and met Zhou Yixian, this "old swindler".

Hearing the sect leader's evaluation, they could hardly believe their ears.

Even Wan Jianyi, who was sitting to Dao Xuan's lower left, raised an eyebrow slightly.

He was already at the mid-stage of the Yin God Realm, with powerful divine sense, yet he still couldn't see through the old man's true nature.