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

"Fellow Daoist, please wait."

A gentle voice came from behind.

The Demon Ancestor seemed to have heard some death knell.

Almost instinctively, a dazzling, demonic light suddenly shone from his body!

Ancient armor, seemingly pieced together from countless demon totems, instantly covered his entire body.

Above his head, a bronze demon mirror of celestial artifact level appeared simultaneously, reflecting the phantom images of billions of demons kneeling in worship, protecting his immortal soul and true body layer by layer.

The Demon Ancestor didn't even turn around.

With a single step, his figure vanished into the void!

run!

Without any hesitation!

He forgot all about the Holy Sect, the Hundred-Faced Ancient Venerable, and the alliance between the demon race and other races in a counterattack.

The Demon Ancestor's ability to survive the chaos in the True Immortal Realm and return to the lower realm was never solely due to his strength.

And a keen sense of danger.

Now, the Celestial Palace has suddenly launched a full-scale war.

Those old guys who could unleash the power of the Xuanxian have all lost contact with each other.

Unfortunately, the one from Zhongtian Immortal Palace reappeared at this time.

Everything connected pointed to the answer he least wanted to see.

The first immortal of the human race has succeeded!

Others don't know what that person did back then.

The Demon Ancestor, however, knew some of it.

When he escaped from the Realm of True Immortals back to this world, he sensed a trace of an extremely incomplete aura in the number one immortal of the human race.

He had seen that aura from afar when he was in the Upper Realm; it enveloped the entire Immortal City in an instant.

The powerful immortal who was stationed in the immortal city personally came out to greet him, and the two sides drank and chatted happily, which made him envious.

Later, the first immortal of the human race established an immortal palace, set up the five elements, the four directions, and nine positions in heaven and earth, and occupied the most central position in the center of heaven alone.

Outsiders only thought he was establishing order among humans.

The Demon Ancestor, however, always suspected that the guy was using the Nine Origins and the fortune of the entire human race to do something.

If that thing really comes to fruition... the nine palace masters of the Five Elements and Four Directions, and even the entire Immortal Palace, might just be resources that the other side has prepared for nearly 100,000 years!

Now all nine palace masters have appeared.

The Celestial Palace of the Central Heaven has reopened.

Those old guys disappeared one by one.

Is there even a question?

"Damn it! He actually took that step!"

The fear in the Demon Ancestor's heart grew stronger.

His demonic status was pushed to its limit, and his figure traversed countless miles in the blink of an eye.

He did not return to the Demon Court, nor did he seek out any allies.

Instead, it fled straight to the most remote crack in this world!

If you can hide inside and sever your own rank again, you might still have a chance to survive.

Ten breaths later.

The Demon Ancestor suddenly sensed something was wrong.

Why hasn't the surrounding scenery changed at all?

He stopped abruptly and looked down.

His right foot was still stuck in the void rift where he had just stepped out of the Desolate Demon Court.

From beginning to end, they didn't move an inch!

He thought he had escaped to who knows how many miles away.

But what truly escaped was only his perception.

His body, his demonic status, and even the surrounding void had already been swallowed by an unseen darkness before the sound even rang out.

The Demon Ancestor's face turned pale instantly.

What kind of tactic is this?

With the help of his demon race status, he was able to unleash the power of a mid-stage Xuanxian.

But when did the other party unleash such extraordinary abilities? When did they seal off the void without him even noticing!

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave, fellow Daoist?"

The voice rang out again.

The Demon Ancestor's body stiffened, and he finally slowly turned around.

A being shrouded in a hazy, ethereal light stood quietly behind him.

The face and figure were not clearly visible.

There was only one crimson gold immortal sword, which the man casually held in his hand.

The Demon Ancestor remained silent for a moment, then suddenly forced a smile.

"I never expected you to actually succeed."

"There may have been some misunderstandings about what happened back then."

"After all, we have known each other for many years and have even worked together to clean up the true immortals who descended from the upper realm."

"Now that you have taken that step, my demon race is willing to withdraw from all human cultivation efforts and even offer up a portion of our race's fortune."

There is no need for us to fight to the death.

Survival is the priority.

As for face?

When he discovered something was wrong in the True Immortal Realm, he could even sever cultivation levels at will, so he wouldn't care about such trivial matters.

Amidst the hazy, ethereal light, a soft laugh could be heard.

"Have we known each other for many years? Fellow Daoist, you must have mistaken me for someone else."

"However, it's not wrong to say that we've known each other for many years."

The celestial light slowly dissipated.

A face that the Demon Ancestor knew all too well appeared before him.

The smile on the Demon Ancestor's face froze instantly.

"It's you?! How is that possible?!"

This was clearly the mysterious immortal from the Spirit Clan whom he had mistaken for back in the Welcoming Pavilion!

He even personally gave the other party the method of transforming the clan's fortune!

But how did he end up here?

Where is the one I thought was from the Zhongtian Immortal Palace?

Who started this war that swept across the entire lower realm?

The Demon Ancestor stared at Gu Changjin for a long time, and the fear in his eyes suddenly turned into ferocity.

"No! You're also a mid-stage Xuanxian!"

It wasn't the number one immortal of the human race that I thought I had, and the other party was also in the mid-stage of the Profound Immortal realm!

It seems that the strange method just now was nothing more than a deception deliberately created by the other party using the Immortal Palace's formation in advance.

I was so scared that I almost surrendered!

Thinking of this, the Demon Ancestor's expression grew even more unpleasant.

"What a fine race the Eldar!"

"How dare you mock me like this!"

"Whatever the Human Immortal Palace is plotting, I'll kill you today!"

boom!

The status of the demon race was fully revealed.

The phantoms of ten thousand demons rose from behind the Demon Ancestor, eventually coalescing into an ancient behemoth whose full form was obscured.

The giant beast roared to the sky.

With a single claw strike, the surrounding void crumbled and collapsed!

Gu Changjin did not retreat.

The crimson gold immortal sword slashed out horizontally.

The heavens and the four directions twisted simultaneously.

No matter where the Demon Ancestor stands, that is the South, right before this sword!

clang!

The sword's edge struck the bronze demon mirror.

The first sword strike shattered the phantoms of ten thousand demons.

The second sword strike caused a fine crack to appear on the surface of the bronze demon mirror.

The Demon Ancestor was so shocked that he staggered backward, and for the first time, the anger in his eyes turned into genuine disbelief.

Both are at the mid-stage of the Mystic Immortal realm.

But every wisp of power that Gu Changjin possessed truly came from his own immortal cultivation.

It does not need to borrow from heaven and earth, nor does it depend on any ethnic group or status.

This is a true immortal!

His so-called mid-stage Xuanxian was nothing more than a false power built up by the luck of the demon race.

"impossible!"

The Demon Ancestor stared intently at the dark night sky.

"The rules of the lower realm are incomplete, making it impossible for them to nurture true immortals!"

"How could you possibly break the limits of heaven and earth?!"

Just as Gu Changjin was about to speak, two beams of immortal light, one red and one blue, suddenly lit up simultaneously in the distant void.

The Fire Palace Master and the Water Palace Master stepped out.

Each of the two carried in their hands an ancient being whose aura was waning and whose body was broken.

One is the faceless Holy Ancestor hidden behind the Holy Religion.

The other is the Nine-Eyed Ancient Venerable of the alien race.

These two are also able to utilize the positions of heaven and earth to unleash the power of the early stage of the Mystic Immortal realm.

But now, they are like two chicks with their necks being pinched, unable to move an inch.

The Demon Ancestor naturally recognized them.

They recognized the Fire and Water elements before them even more!

The problem is, weren't these two already trapped by their original positions?

How could they possibly leave the Celestial Palace freely?

How could he possibly be so respectful to a complete stranger, a mystical immortal?

The Fire Palace Master and the Water Palace Master bowed simultaneously.

"Greetings, Palace Master."

"Your Excellency, the Holy Ancestor and the Ancient Venerable of the alien race have been captured. Please dispose of them as you see fit."

The Demon Ancestor was completely stunned.

Palace Master?

Is he truly the number one immortal among humans?

No? How did the Spirit Clan become the number one immortal among humans?

Where did the original number one immortal of the human race go?

And why was the Five Elements Palace Master able to break free from the shackles of the origin of heaven and earth?

What exactly happened in the Celestial Palace?

One question after another flooded his mind, and the knowledge that the Demon Ancestor had accumulated over countless millennia completely collapsed at this moment!

Gu Changjin had already raised the Crimson Gold Immortal Sword again.

The dark red thin line gradually lit up.

All four directions around it transformed into the south.

The dark night slowly closed in from the horizon.

Gu Changjin looked at the Demon Ancestor and smiled slightly.

"Fellow Daoist, please prepare to die!"