Chapter 98: Temple of Ten Thousand Demons

"Enter!"

As Huang Jin's shout resounded, streams of light shot up into the sky from the mountaintops, then swooped down with a splash and rushed directly into the emerald green lake.

But when their figures rushed into the lake, they disappeared in an instant, as if they had entered another world.

These peerless geniuses were all alone, because according to the rules, only those below the Supreme Lord of Heaven could bring a guardian to support them, and they obviously did not need one.

"Senior, let's go." Jiuyou said to Qingtian, then rushed into the lake.

Seeing this, Qingtian immediately followed.

After Jiuyou and the others entered the Spirit Transformation Pool, Futu Yijing and the others observed the situation inside the Pool through the light curtain.

This continued for several days. After a few days, the surface of the water in the Spirit Transformation Pond broke open, and two beams of light rushed out amidst the many unblinking gazes.

The two beams of light were Jiuyou and Qingtian who entered the Spirit Transformation Pool together.

"It's a good harvest." Futu Yijing said with a smile.

Jiuyou nodded and said, "This is also thanks to the help of Elder Qingtian."

Then Huang Xuanzhi also came out of the God Transformation Pool. This time, he also gained a lot from the God Transformation Pool and obtained a lot of Quasi-Saint Blood Essence.

Huang Jin also breathed a sigh of relief. If Huang Xuanzhi had not gotten enough opportunities in the Spirit Transformation Pool, the loss this time would have been huge.

He also had no way to attack Jiuyou and forcibly plunder her bloodline. After all, there were four saints standing on Jiuyou's side.

The Nine Nether Bird Clan.

Futu Yijing and the others looked at Jiuyou. Futu Yijing was the first to speak: "Now that the Spiritual Transformation Pool has been completed, with us as a deterrent, I believe that Huang Jin will not dare to act recklessly. It is time for us to leave."

Jiuyou looked at the seniors in front of him and nodded.

"Thank you all for your support, seniors."

"That's right." A ray of light flew from Futu Yijing's fingertips to Jiuyou.

"You are now the Supreme Lord of Heaven, and you are qualified to accept this Great Thousand Letter." Futu Yijing said with a smile.

Jiuyou naturally knew the meaning of the Daqian Post, and took it without hesitation, but the one Futu Yijing gave him was made of iron.

"I'll leave first. Time is a bit tight and I still have to deliver Daqian invitations everywhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, Futu Yijing turned into a stream of light and left the Jiuyou Bird Clan.

This is a huge dark palace. Darkness is surging inside the palace, and black air is rising, as if it can swallow up all life. It looks gloomy and cold.

Inside the huge hall, there were layers of black stone seats stretching backwards. At this moment, on each of the black stone seats, there was a figure. These figures were surrounded by a dark and evil aura, causing the space to vibrate slightly.

The entire huge palace was filled with a frightening evil aura, like a palace of all demons. In the center of the huge palace, there were thirty-two black thrones extending in an arch to both sides. On each of these thrones, there was also a huge demon shadow. As the demon shadows exhaled, there was a monstrous demonic aura, forming different demon statues behind them, emitting boundless and terrifying demonic power.

Under the power of these thirty-two demonic shadows, the other dark shadows in the huge hall lowered their heads slightly, showing awe.

At the very center of the thirty-two demon thrones, there was a demon shadow with demon flames rising from its body. The demon flames sometimes appeared as black as ink, and sometimes emitted pure white light. The two flowed and changed, appearing extremely strange.

Under the demonic flames, there was a pair of emotionless eyes projected out. Wherever the eyes glanced, even the space was trembling slightly, as if in fear.

"Is everyone here?" An ethereal and low voice came slowly from the demonic flames.

On the demon throne beside him was a figure shrouded in a black robe. The figure raised his head slightly, revealing a pale face, but his pair of pupils appeared in circles of black whirlpools, which were extremely strange. As they rotated, it seemed to possess an indescribable weirdness that made people lose themselves at a glance.

His whirlpool-like demon eyes glanced at the demon flame and demon shadow, then a smile appeared on his pale face, and he said in a gentle voice: "My Sky Demon Clan is not late this time."

Not far away, a demonic figure spoke up: "My Corpse Demon Clan has also arrived."

This demonic figure was surrounded by terrifying corpse qi. The corpse qi spread and even the air turned gray and white.

After him, the thirty-two demon shadows on the demon thrones all spoke one after another. They represented the core power of the extraterritorial evil race, the thirty-two major clans.

As a result, the demonic energy in the entire Ten Thousand Demons Hall became increasingly powerful.

Seeing that all the clan leaders had gathered, the demon shadow with black and white devil flames rising all over his body nodded slightly, and then a vague voice echoed in every corner of this dark space.

"After three months, the Great Thousand World Covenant will begin again."

As soon as he finished speaking, the thirty-one demon shadows on the demon thrones in the huge hall all had demonic light surging in their eyes, as if emitting a chilling chill.

"This day has finally come!" The eerie voice of the Black Corpse Demon Emperor sounded, and the corpse energy around him rolled violently. Faintly, it seemed as if countless shadows of corpses were revealed.

"We have been silent for tens of thousands of years, it is time to move and let the world be shrouded in fear of the evil race outside our domain." A demon shadow also spoke on another demon throne. This demon shadow had slender hands and dark nails. When he slightly scratched, even the space was easily torn apart, and an extremely terrifying sharp aura was faintly emitted.

This demonic shadow was none other than the Sword Demon Clan’s patriarch, the Demon Emperor Zhantian, who had fought against Futu Yijing in the lower plane.

On his body, there was still the deep mark left by Futu Yijing.

Inside the Hall of Ten Thousand Demons, the other demon shadows also let out demonic howls, which were filled with murderous intent.

On the leading demon throne, a figure burning with demonic flames stretched out his hand, and all the demon roars suddenly quieted down, revealing his majesty. This demon shadow was none other than the patriarch of the Holy Demon Clan, which was the leader of the thirty-two major clans, the Holy Demon Emperor.

And the Heavenly Evil God, who forced the Immortal Emperor to sacrifice his life to seal him, was from the Holy Demon Clan. Therefore, the Holy Demon Clan holds a leadership position among the evil clans outside the domain.

During the years when the Evil God was sealed, it was this Holy Demon Emperor who commanded all the demons.

“Don’t underestimate the world today. According to intelligence, although there are no strong men like the Immortal Emperor in the world now, there are still many strong men. Among them, the Flame Emperor and the Martial Ancestor are the most powerful. They can be regarded as the biggest threat to the evil race outside our domain.” Saint Demon Emperor said in a low voice with black and white magic flames burning in a cycle in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)