“Girl.”
“How do we get out?”
Before he knew it, he’d been in the Mo Wang Domain for ten chapters. Jun Changxiao missed his disciples very much, so he planned to leave.
“Ptui!”
The System spat.
This absolutely wasn’t because he missed his disciples—it was because all the good stuff inside had been taken.
Poor Demon Ancestor—would he be able to withstand the blow of bankruptcy after his revival?
“Sect Master.”
Yao Mengying asked, “Should we bring the million soldiers as well?”
“We must bring them.”
Jun Changxiao had long since begun fantasizing about the scene of raising his arm and leading a million-strong army to the foot of various sect mountains—how could he possibly leave them in the Mo Wang Domain?
Yao Mengying worried, “But bringing so many people out would cause quite a commotion.”
“Indeed.”
Jun Changxiao held his chin, thinking.
The Mo Wang Tribe’s situation in the Upper Realm was that everyone wanted them dead. Bringing them all out at once—the most serious consequence would be alerting the Ten Great Immortal Sects.
Dogshit’s backbone was straightened now, but he certainly didn’t want to immediately clash head-on with forces of that caliber.
“Girl.”
Jun Changxiao asked, “After we leave, can we come back in?”
“Anytime,” Yao Mengying said.
Jun Changxiao considered briefly, then said, “We can use the Heavenly Origin Prison-Suppressing Tower to bring them out bit by bit.”
“Come.”
“Have them relax their minds.”
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
At Yao Mengying’s command, the Eight Ghost Generals and twenty thousand Mo Wang Army soldiers were taken into the Heavenly Origin Prison-Suppressing Tower.
Taking twenty thousand at a time, to send out all million would certainly require many trips. It was troublesome, but at least it could be done without anyone knowing.
“Girl.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Let’s go out.”
“Alright!”
Yao Mengying stood in place, two beams of red light shooting from her eyes, instantly merging into the firmament and gradually tearing open a small vortex.
“Let’s go.”
“Sect Master, what about the nine who lost their Innate Demon Bodies? Should we bring them?”
“I almost forgot if you hadn’t mentioned it.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Bring them all.”
Although the five males and four females had lost their Innate Demon Bodies, their cultivation realms still existed. Except for the last one who was a bit weak, the rest were all at the fifth or sixth revolution. They could be brought back to the sect for cultivation.
Speaking of which, they were actually quite fortunate.
Admittedly, losing their Innate Demon Bodies meant losing a special talent, but giving them to Yao Mengying was ultimately better than giving them to the Demon Ancestor. Now they could join the Wangu Sect, and the benefits that would bring in the future would surely be immeasurable.
…
“Whoosh!”
Outside the valley, two streams of light flew out from the suddenly appearing vortex.
“Sect Master!”
Li Qingyang and the others shouted.
The high-ranking disciples who’d come to rescue Yao Mengying, along with a thousand Dark Destruction God mechs, hadn’t left and had been waiting anxiously.
“Let’s go.”
Jun Changxiao said, “Back to the sect.”
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Everyone summoned their Seven-Colored Radiant Wings, transformed into streams of light, and disappeared. The vortex that had appeared in the valley gradually sealed itself.
This place had originally had an entrance to the altar activated by Zangyue Pavilion members, which had also disappeared early on when Jun Changxiao and Yao Mengying entered.
However.
The Grand Protector and the black-robed people were still waiting at the altar.
“Strange.”
“There’s been no movement for so long—why hasn’t the Mo Wang Domain’s seal been lifted yet?”
“Don’t be anxious.”
The Grand Protector said calmly, “After all, it’s been sealed for ten thousand years. Completely lifting it will take time. Let’s wait patiently.”
“Alright!”
The Zangyue Pavilion people continued waiting at the altar, completely unaware that their own Jun Changxiao had returned fully loaded and was singing “Congratulations on Getting Rich” on the road. His pleasant singing echoed through the firmament, startling birds into flight, scaring beasts away, and even collapsing mountains.
…
“Whoosh!”
The flowing light near the Western Sea region suddenly disappeared without warning.
“It’s gone!”
“Has the Demon Ancestor revived?”
Tongu Zhenren and Qiye Zhenren in the Jidao Cave Mansion both frowned.
The anomaly had been rising for several days. Now that it had suddenly disappeared, it most likely meant that the Demon Ancestor, who’d fallen ten thousand years ago, had successfully revived!
“Damn it!”
“We’ve been deceived!”
The Ten Great Immortal Sects’ experts in the region where the flowing light had disappeared didn’t find any anomalies and immediately realized they might have been deceived by the Demon Ancestor. His revival location wasn’t here.
That’s right.
Not here.
The revival location was at the Dark Blood Pool.
At this moment, the camera zoomed in for a close-up, showing that the black shadow that had originally seemed painted on the wall had completely materialized. It was a body one meter eighty-nine tall, and because it wore no clothes, its muscles were prominently displayed, radiating a sense of power.
“Whoo!”
He lowered his head and breathed.
“My Lord!”
Four black-robed elders all knelt on the ground, their faces filled with wild joy.
“Crack!”
The naked man clenched his fists tightly, then turned around, revealing an extremely cold and stern face.
Very young.
Very cold.
He had the style of the Night Emperor back in the day.
Wait, why make a comparison with the previous life’s Ye Xingchen? How strange.
The sphere placed on the stone platform had dimmed, because the remnant soul that existed inside had merged with this robust body.
The Demon Ancestor…
The tragic Demon Ancestor had finally revived!
“Whoosh!”
Just then, the blood gathered in the blood pool suddenly surged out, then enveloped his body, gradually condensing into magnificent and extraordinary battle armor, also giving his pale skin a healthy color.
“Detestable girl!”
The completely revived Demon Ancestor said furiously, “How dare you freely covet this ancestor’s Innate Sacred Demon Body!”
“Pah!”
As soon as he finished his harsh words, he directly spat out blood.
Although it was partly because his soul and body hadn’t completely fused yet, it was more because the constitution that had accompanied him all his life had been stolen by someone else!
Doomed.
Just losing a constitution made him vomit blood.
If he knew that the million-strong Mo Wang Army and all the forging facilities had been taken away, wouldn’t he die of rage on the spot?
The only consolation was that because he’d lost the complete Innate Sacred Demon Body, the Demon Ancestor couldn’t freely enter the Mo Wang Domain, so he wouldn’t know too much for the time being.
“My Lord!”
A black-robed elder urgently said, “You’ve just revived, and your soul and body haven’t completely fused yet. You absolutely must not get so angry!”
“Whoo!”
The Demon Ancestor sat down and calmed his mind. “Although I’ve lost my Innate Sacred Demon Body, I only need to recuperate for a period of time to recover to my peak state.”
As expected, Jun Changxiao had guessed correctly.
Although this guy had revived, his overall strength had decreased considerably.
“Pah!”
Suddenly, the Demon Ancestor vomited blood again.
In his plan, after revival, he would summon back the ten Innate Demon Bodies scattered abroad. Although he might not immediately reach his peak, at least he could elevate to a decent level. The result? They’d been stolen by someone else!
His layout from ten thousand years ago had resulted in frustration after revival.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. The more he thought about it, the more hurt he became. The Demon Ancestor covered his face and said sorrowfully, “This ancestor has it so hard.”
…
Wangu Sect.
After Jun Changxiao returned, he immediately summoned Zhen Dejun and commanded him to arrange a highly concealed isolation formation on Wangu Immortal Mountain in the shortest time possible.
A large group of Mo Wang Tribe members gathering together would produce extremely strong demonic energy. Shielding measures had to be done well.
“Yes!”
Zhen Dejun led the Formation Hall members and began bustling about.
Soon, a large stretch of forest north of the sect was enveloped by flowing light formations, then hidden in invisibility.
After settling the Eight Ghost Generals and the twenty thousand Mo Wang Tribe soldiers, Jun Changxiao came to Forging Peak. Seeing Fan Yezi sitting in a reclining chair sunbathing with a pot of tea beside him, he smiled in a harmless manner. “Hall Master Fan, you’re quite leisurely.”