My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

Unlike the vast layout of the human realm, which is divided into five continents—east, west, south, north, and central—each of which is further subdivided into five regions—east, west, south, north, and central—this realm is different.

The boundaries of the demon realm are more ancient and follow the laws of nature, and are mostly divided by geographical features such as ancestral veins, sacred mountains, holy lakes, and ancient forests.

The cultivators in the Nine Heavens Realm are mainly human cultivators, and there are far more human cultivators than demon cultivators.

Therefore, the area occupied by the human realm is much larger than that of the demon realm.

Although the demon realm is not as vast as the human realm, some of its perilous and dangerous places are even more so.

The number of demon cultivators is far less than that of human cultivators, but due to their individual talents and lifespan advantages, their top combat strength is not inferior.

In terms of cultivation methods, there are fundamental differences between demon cultivators and human cultivators.

Human cultivators primarily cultivate acquired techniques, gradually improving through methods such as breathing in spiritual energy, comprehending Daoist principles, and refining external elixirs and magical artifacts. Their supernatural abilities and techniques are mostly acquired through learning.

Demon cultivators, from birth, are accompanied by the awakening or concealment of innate supernatural powers.

The cultivation process is more like a process of constantly exploring, strengthening, and perfecting one's own bloodline origin and innate supernatural powers, and the techniques are mostly created to suit one's own bloodline.

Its advantage lies in its powerful innate supernatural abilities, which are perfectly compatible with its own abilities.

The drawback is that it is extremely difficult to acquire new supernatural abilities that are unrelated to one's own bloodline after birth; it almost entirely depends on opportunities such as bloodline evolution, reversion to one's ancestral lineage, or devouring specific rare and precious materials.

The upper limit of one's talent is largely determined at birth.

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A few days ago, in the demon realm

At the heart of the Azure Demon Realm, atop the "Heavenly Ridge Peak," the most spiritually rich spot in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains, stands a complex of buildings with a rugged and ancient style, yet subtly exuding supreme majesty—the Heavenly Demon Pavilion.

The main building of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion is a huge obelisk with a height of one hundred stories, made entirely of black boulders.

Surrounding it, ten giant pavilions are scattered, each corresponding to one of the ten demon ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion. The style of each pavilion is in line with the bloodline characteristics of the corresponding demon ancestor, and they are all magnificent.

The Ninth Pavilion is entirely white, with faint silver light spots flowing across its body.

On the top floor of the attic, in an extremely quiet meditation room.

A young man dressed in a dark blue robe, with a handsome and refined face, and even a scholarly air, was sitting cross-legged on an ancient-style futon.

He closed his eyes and concentrated, his body emanating no violent demonic energy, but rather a mysterious thread of cause and effect and ripples of time, making the light around him appear distorted and uncertain, as if he were in different time flows.

He is Bai Zemin, the eighth disciple of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion. He possesses the Bai Ze bloodline, is naturally knowledgeable about the past and present, and can glimpse a corner of the future.

Just as he was immersed in meditation, wandering on the edge of the river of time and cause and effect, his body suddenly shuddered.

Without warning, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a shocking flash of blood-red light streaked across his once clear and wise eyes.

Terrible! Bloodstained light, death is imminent! Not myself, but... my senior sisters?! In the Outer Realm?!

Bai Zeming's heart suddenly tightened, and an unprecedented chill instantly swept over his entire body.

"not good!"

Without the slightest hesitation, his figure vanished from the quiet room as if by teleportation.

The next moment, he appeared on the second floor of the central tower.

This is the emergency meeting place of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion. In the center of the spacious hall hangs a giant bronze bell engraved with the pattern of ten thousand demons roaring.

Bai Zemin's expression was solemn. He didn't even have time to regulate his disordered breathing. He pointed his right hand like a sword and lightly slashed at the giant bell in the air!

Without using brute force, a surge of soul power precisely struck the bell.

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Nine heavy, rapid, and extremely penetrating bell tolls, like nine thunderclaps, instantly resounding throughout the entire Heavenly Demon Pavilion, but their echoes did not travel beyond the mountain.

Before the bell had even finished ringing, powerful demonic energy and flowing light erupted from the tops of the other nine pavilions, except for the third pavilion, almost simultaneously.

The first to arrive at the second-floor hall was a ghostly figure in a deep purple.

The solidified light and shadow revealed a woman with a graceful figure and an unparalleled beauty.

She wore a gorgeous purple dress, the hem of which seemed to shimmer with an eerie light as it swayed. Behind her, nine fluffy fox tails with tips tipped with eerie purple flames could be faintly seen swaying gently.

She is Tu Shan Youyao, the first disciple of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, who possesses the bloodline of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Nether Fox.

Immediately following behind, a fiery red figure sped over.

The newcomer was a tall woman with red hair, dressed in crimson body armor.

Her face was stunningly beautiful, yet possessed a wild and untamed arrogance. Her eyes were sharp as knives, and she exuded an undisguised aura of bloodlust and overwhelming fighting spirit.

The seventh disciple, Chi Huang, possesses the bloodline of the Blood Fiend Lord Wolf.

Immediately afterwards, a figure as black as ink, exuding a cold and damp aura, silently slid into the main hall.

He was a man with a pale, effeminate face, indifferent eyes, and wearing a long robe with black scale patterns.

The fourth disciple, Xiang Xuanyin, is of the Nine-Headed Xiangliu bloodline.

Then, a giant ape covered in thick golden fur, standing upright, stepped in.

Although it has already fully transformed into human form, it deliberately retains all its monkey fur.

The fifth disciple, Sun Buhuo, has the bloodline of the Chaos Demon Ape.

Then, a man dressed in white with a gentle face floated in, with nine faint tiger tail phantoms floating behind him.

The second disciple, Lu Jiuyi, is of the Nine-Tailed Lu Wu bloodline.

A dark figure then flashed in. The man was dressed in black, had a lithe figure, and his eyes gleamed with an eerie light.

The tenth disciple, Ye Canglan, possesses the bloodline of the Howling Moon Celestial Dog.

Upon Ye Canglan's arrival, a golden illusory eye in the center of the hall suddenly opened, and a phantom figure solidified upon it.

The ninth disciple, Zhu Jiuyin, possesses the bloodline of the Time-Bearing Candle Dragon.

Finally, a woman dressed in a flowing, light blue dress with wide sleeves, possessing an exquisitely beautiful face yet exuding a deep sense of languid sleepiness, lay on her side on the back of a giant spirit butterfly with a wingspan of several meters, its entire body crystal clear and radiating a mesmerizing blue light, and slowly flew into the main hall.

Her hair cascaded down her back, and she half-closed her eyes, as if she had just woken from a long dream.

The sixth disciple, Lan Caiyou, possesses the bloodline of Qianyou Mengdie.

At this point, apart from Luo Qingchen, the third seat holder who was in the outer realm, all nine demon ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion had gathered here.

Tu Shan Youyao stood at the very front, with the other eight standing on either side.

All eyes were fixed on Bai Zemin, who was pale and weak.

Needless to say, the nine chimes and Bai Zeming's current state are enough to illustrate the seriousness of the problem.

The demon ancestors present had all personally verified Bai Zeming's prophetic abilities regarding the Bai Ze bloodline, and were well aware of its accuracy and the price behind it.

Therefore, no one questioned it, only a deeper sense of solemnity arose.