Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

The Western Wilderness Alliance, formerly the main peak of the Xuan Yang Sect, has long since become the true power center of the entire Western Wilderness.

However, the atmosphere inside the Dao Alliance Hall was somewhat oppressive.

Bai Xuanyou sat on the left side of the head table, his expression calm.

Opposite him stood the Taoist of Ten Thousand Bones, dressed in black robes, with seven or eight unfamiliar cultivators standing behind him.

There were Nascent Soul cultivators and Deity Transformation cultivators. Although they all concealed their auras, Bai Xuanyou knew at a glance that most of these people were not human, but demons.

The Taoist of Ten Thousand Bones is now too lazy to even bother with concealment anymore.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, I have already made myself very clear."

"Gu Changjin has been missing for so many years, and the Crimson Abyss Secret Realm was blown up like that back then."

"All the people from the ten major sects of the Central Continent's Great Luo Heaven Domain who went in have been wiped out."

"There were other powerful figures from other major forces who went in, and none of them came out either. Don't you understand?"

He couldn't help but chuckle as he said this.

"You don't actually think Gu Changjin is still alive, do you?"

Bai Xuanyou raised his eyelids.

"Whether the alliance leader is dead or not is not for you to decide."

The smile on Wan Gu Dao Ren's face faded slightly.

"Still calling him the leader of the alliance?"

"Bai Xuanyou, it's time for you to wake up."

After the massive explosion in the Crimson Abyss Secret Realm, the demon race also suffered heavy losses.

But as more and more news came in, they finally confirmed one thing.

Something terrible happened in the secret realm; everyone inside is dead.

In particular, Gu Changjin never returned to the Western Wilderness after that.

From the perspective of the demon race behind the Taoist of Ten Thousand Bones, Gu Daojun, who appeared out of nowhere and forcibly integrated the entire Western Wilderness cultivation world, has most likely died in the spacetime turbulence.

At first, the Taoist of Ten Thousand Bones didn't dare to make a move. He waited for a year, and then for several more years.

While the demon race's other expansions into the cultivation world were already winding down, he was still being suppressed by Bai Xuanyou.

The higher-ups finally lost their patience.

The Western Wilderness Alliance has such a great image.

Since Gu Changjin is gone, it's only natural that he should be given a new master.

The Taoist of Ten Thousand Bones slowly rose to his feet.

"The last time."

"Before nightfall today."

"I want the seal of the Western Wilderness Dao Alliance leader."

"The Dao Alliance's Sky Patrol Guards, the Demon-Suppressing Treasury, and the Seven Sects' Dispatch Orders are all to be handed over."

Bai Xuanyou narrowed his eyes.

"What if we don't pay?"

Wan Gu Dao Ren paused, turned around to look at Bai Xuan You, and a smile returned to his face.

"Then starting tomorrow, the Western Wilderness Alliance will no longer need two vice-alliance leaders."

After saying that, he turned and left with the group of cultivators behind him. Before leaving the main hall, he added a casual remark.

"Fellow Daoist Bai."

"Let me give you a piece of advice."

"Those who understand the times are wise."

"Besides, why would someone like you, a member of the Bone Wolf Clan, truly risk your life for a dead man?"

The main hall doors slowly closed. Bai Xuanyou sat there for a long time without moving until all the auras had dissipated, at which point he let out a cold laugh.

"dead?"

If others don't know, how could he not know?

His true spiritual root is basically tied to the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

Whether it's him or the Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape, the fact that they can possess a true physical body in the main world is due to Gu Changjin's reshaping of the Dao Yuan.

If Gu Changjin really dies, the two of them are definitely doomed too.

Not to mention that he had secretly met with the Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape not long ago.

That monkey was so lively and energetic that it could flatten a mountain with a single blow from a stick.

Both of them are alive and well, so how could that lord be dead?

So over the years, no matter how the Taoist of Ten Thousand Bones tested him.

Bai Xuanyou only ever recognized one person.

Gu Changjin, leader of the Western Wilderness Alliance.

However… Bai Xuanyou raised his eyes to look outside the main hall, and his expression gradually darkened.

The situation in the Western Wilderness has indeed been getting worse and worse in recent years.

In the beginning, Gu Changjin integrated the seven sects, established the Sky Patrol Guard, and set up a system of Daoist cultivation, truly uniting the entire Western Wilderness into one force.

Without the constant attrition between major sects, resources can be exchanged, allowing some independent cultivators who originally had no connections to obtain cultivation techniques and pills through their cultivation.

In just a few years, many promising talents have emerged in the Western Wilderness, and some people have even privately marveled at this.

If the Western Wilderness were given another hundred years, it might very well be able to truly break free from its roots in pioneering the cultivation world.

But all of this began to change after the incident in the Crimson Abyss Secret Realm.

First, the demon race behind the Taoist of Ten Thousand Bones began to intensify its infiltration. At first, it was only some Golden Core and Nascent Soul demons, but later even the Divine Transformation demons began to quietly enter the Western Wilderness.

Some disguised themselves as human rogue cultivators, some cooperated directly with small and medium-sized sects, and some large sects already had spies planted by the demon race.

Without Gu Changjin in charge, all these things suddenly appeared.

What's more troublesome is that the demon race is no longer satisfied with secretly plotting.

Many of the newly emerging human prodigies in the Western Wilderness in recent years have died.

Some have special constitutions, some have special bloodlines, and some just began to show their potential before mysteriously disappearing.

Bai Xuanyou later discovered that some of them had been eaten.

For the demon race, certain special bloodlines of the human race are also highly nourishing.

Another group simply joined the demon race, cultivating demonic arts and refining demonic blood to transform themselves into half-demons.

These people, ironically, became the most useful tools for the demon race to infiltrate the Western Wilderness.

When it comes to killing humans, they are even more ruthless than the demons.

Unfortunately, it is difficult to seek help in the western wilderness.

This place was originally one of the first groups of cultivators to venture out from the outermost edge of the human race's territory.

There are countless places like this.

Today, three thousand miles outward lies a new world of cultivation.

Tomorrow, another sect will lead its cultivators to continue expanding deeper into the desolate region.

One after another, they opened up the cultivation world, growing outwards like tree branches.

How could the truly powerful forces in the human center possibly manage everything?

The Great Luo Heaven Domain and other human domains are already vast enough.

Not to mention that the golden age is about to arrive, and the Gate of Immortality is about to appear.

Those high and mighty immortals are either in seclusion or plotting their own path to immortality.

Who would make a special trip to a remote western wilderness?

If a true immortal from the true sect were to descend, they could naturally clean it up very quickly.

The question is... is it worth a True Immortal's intervention for such a vast and boundless exploration of the cultivation world?

Bai Xuanyou gently exhaled.

That's reality: if you don't have enough value, nobody cares whether you live or die.

Over the years, it has been quite an achievement for him and the Mountain-Shaking Demon Ape to keep the main body of the Dao Alliance from falling apart.

But now it's clear that the Taoist of Ten Thousand Bones is ready to completely break off relations.

Before dark...

Bai Xuanyou's eyes turned slightly cold.

If a real fight breaks out, we can just call back that monkey who shakes the mountain.

As for winning or losing, we'll see after the game.

Just as he was thinking this, Bai Xuanyou's expression suddenly changed.

He looked up sharply.

I don't know when.

There was an extra person in the center of the main hall.

He was dressed in white, had black hair, and a youthful appearance. He showed no signs of cultivation and simply stood there quietly.

But the moment Bai Xuanyou saw that face clearly, he froze.

next moment.

boom!

The vice leader, who had held power in the Western Wilderness Alliance for decades, knelt down without hesitation.

"My lord!"

His voice was trembling slightly.

Gu Changjin looked down at him.

"Get up. You've had a tough time these past few years."

Bai Xuanyou suddenly looked up.

He was about to say something.

Gu Changjin waved his hand.

"No need to say."

From the moment this immortal being truly stepped into the Western Wilderness.

He already knew many things.

With the divine sense of a True Immortal at its limit spread out, everything became clear. There was no need for Bai Xuanyou to report to him one by one.

Gu Changjin slowly raised his eyes, his gaze seemingly piercing through the main hall and sweeping across the entire Western Wilderness.

The changes over the past few decades are all laid out before our eyes.

A moment later, he suddenly laughed.

"It seems that while I was away..."

"This Western Wilderness... is indeed much more lively now, isn't it, fellow Daoist from the demon race?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Xuanyou felt a chill run down his spine. Before he knew it, another being shrouded in an unknown radiance had appeared in the hall.