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

Gu Changyuan arrived above the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the Heavenly Demon Sect was finally exposed to the public eye without any concealment.

At the heart of the entire sect was an enormous black coffin.

It is a deep, dark black color, and the surface is not smooth, but covered with countless fine and intricate dark red lines.

The coffin lid was slightly raised, with a fist-sized, eternally glowing, ghostly blue flame hanging from each of the four corners.

From a distance, it looks like a large coffin, but upon closer inspection, you'll find that it has many windows and floors.

Behind this main coffin are three smaller, similarly shaped coffin-shaped structures.

The entire Heavenly Demon Sect is centered around these four coffin halls, one main and three auxiliary, which extend outwards in layers.

Palaces, pavilions, cave dwellings, and cultivation towers guard these four colossal structures.

When that iconic black light appeared at the edge of the sect's airspace, the entire Heavenly Demon Sect's alert array lit up in response.

The survival rules of the demon realm are completely different from those of the human and demon realms—there is no gentleness, courtesy, frugality, or humility here, and no friendly sparring or testing each other.

In the Demon Realm, exposing an unfamiliar presence is tantamount to declaring war, and approaching its airspace is considered an invasion.

Every day, every moment, every inch of the border is guarded by elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect with their divine senses, like a bowstring that is always taut.

"Who dares to trespass—"

In the void, two powerful figures appeared almost simultaneously.

Those were Elder Taiyin and Elder Taishang, a man and a woman, responsible for the outer perimeter security today. One was in the late stage of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, and the other was in the perfect stage of the Mahayana Realm.

The moment they appeared, their bodies were filled with overwhelming demonic energy, and their palms were already raised, ready to strike.

However, just as their gaze locked onto the blurry figure within the escaping light...

A deep, trembling, yet authoritative voice emanated from the hundred-foot-tall main coffin.

The sound instantly resounded throughout the entire Heavenly Demon Sect, drowning out all other fluctuations in energy.

"Step back!"

Upon hearing this, Elder Taiyin and Elder Taishang froze instantly, their wariness and solemnity replaced by astonishment and respect.

Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately bowed and slowly stepped aside.

And in the instant they retreated.

Two figures appeared without warning in the void directly above the Heavenly Demon Sect.

There were two women.

They stood side by side, yet they gave off a terrifying sense of oppression, as if the entire sky was bowing down beneath their feet.

The woman on the right is wearing a dark-colored long dress with a patterned design. The hem of the dress is embroidered with layers of bat wing patterns in dark silver thread.

Her neck was slender, and her skin was as smooth and white as ancient jade.

Her waist-length silver hair was loose and cascaded down her back, with the ends hanging below her waist, swaying gently without any wind.

What's most striking is her heterochromatic eyes.

His right eye was a pool of solidified, unyielding crimson blood, deep and majestic, exuding an aura of dominance that could shatter one's soul with a single glance.

His left eye—was as deep as ink, as calm as water, and as indifferent as the night.

Beneath the tailbone, a slender, soft, jet-black tail peeks out gently from the gap in the skirt, its tip slightly curled and hanging down quietly.

The woman on the left looks almost exactly like her.

The same waist-length silver hair, the same snow-white skin, the same dark long dress, the same eerie, slightly suspended ends of hair, and the same thin black tail peeking out from the edge of the skirt.

Only the eyes are a complete mirror image.

His left eye was a deep, blood-red abyss.

His right eye was as black as a cold night.

These two are Gu Changyuan's eldest disciple, Mo Yingluo, and second disciple, Mo Yingyue, in the Heavenly Demon Sect.

The two women are twins, and are mixed-blood descendants of the two top demon races, vampire and succubus.

At the very instant their figures appeared in the void, eight equally terrifying auras followed closely behind.

They instantly appeared half a step behind the two women, bowing deeply in unison with the utmost respect.

Elder Taiyin and Elder Taishang had now completely retreated to a distance of over a hundred miles.

They stared wide-eyed at the ten figures in the void, their jaws nearly dislocating.

They were just wondering who this person was, daring to swagger into the Heavenly Demon Sect's territory.

But now...

Looking at the ten figures who stood respectfully in line, barely daring to breathe, they felt a chill run from their tailbone straight to the top of their head.

Ten Demon Ancestors appeared at once!

What does this mean?

In the history of the Heavenly Demon Sect, the number of occasions where ten Demon Ancestors could appear at the same time can be counted on one hand.

That was a true moment of life and death for the sect, and the ultimate deterrent for declaring war on foreign powers.

Now, all ten Demon Ancestors have come out, just to welcome one person.

And when Gu Changyuan's black-clad figure was completely and clearly exposed in the sky.

Mo Yingluo's tail tip twitched slightly for a moment.

Mo Yingyue's tail tip trembled slightly.

That's nervousness.

It is expectation.

It was the moment when, after a thousand years of waiting, the dust had finally settled, and the instinctive excitement could no longer be suppressed.

Mo Yingluo spoke first.

"...Master."

Her voice was low and slightly hoarse.

The imposing tone of the "step back" had completely vanished, replaced by a gentleness that could almost be described as cautious.

Mo Yingyue remained silent.

She simply gazed at the black figure in the void with her one red and one black eyes, quietly, greedily, and almost impolitely.

Gu Changyuan nodded slowly in response.

Just that one nod.

Almost simultaneously, all ten Demon Ancestors knelt on one knee.

"Welcome back to the sect, Master!"

Ten voices, overlapping, sounded as one.

Somber, devout, carrying a thousand years of accumulated longing.

This scene completely petrified Elder Taiyin and Elder Taishang.

Their mouths were agape, their eyes were wide open, and their minds were blank.

Master...Master??

The master of ten demon ancestors?!

Doesn't that mean...?

Doesn't that mean...?

They turned their heads sharply, their gazes passing over the ten kneeling figures and fixed on the ever-calm black figure in the void.

The founder of the Heavenly Demon Sect!

That figure who exists on the most sacred page of the sect's records, in the legends passed down by every elder, and in the fantasies of countless disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect—the Sect Master!

Their ancestors!

And at this moment, it's not just them.

Below, throughout the Heavenly Demon Sect, countless elders, deacons, and disciples, who had already been alarmed, poured out from their respective caves and cultivation towers.

They looked up at the void, at the ten kneeling figures as if on a pilgrimage, and at the serene, black-clad figure.

Countless faces, at the same moment, display the same expression:

Mouth agape, eyes wide open, brain freezes.

Meanwhile, the dozen or so disciples who were "circled" back by Gu Changyuan.

Still held aloft by that gentle force, it hovered at the edge of the void, unable to move or escape.

They watched as all of this happened, seeing their sect's ten strongest elders bow and kneel before this "senior" behind them.

Their mouths were agape, wider than anyone else's.

It turns out he wasn't "the Demon Ancestor's friend".

It turns out he wasn't a "peerless expert who just happened to be passing by."

It turns out that all these casual acts of saving them, healing their wounds, and wiping out an entire demon clan with a single sword strike along the way...

He was the true ancestor of their Heavenly Demon Sect!