At the same time.
Northern Wilderness Cultivation World, Eastern Demonic Domain, within White Country, one of the five great demonic nations.
Amid a barren mountain range stood an enormous valley spanning several thousand zhang, shrouded in murky black clouds and mist.
Although this valley held numerous lavish pavilions, every one of them was blood-red in style.
Through the windows of some pavilions, one could see countless mortals imprisoned within, along with cultivators screaming miserably.
There were even cultivators in blood-red robes within those pavilions, demonic qi spilling from their bodies, slaughtering those mortals and cultivators with cold, indifferent expressions as they cultivated by absorbing their blood.
With such a horrifying scene, coupled with the complete absence of spiritual qi and the dense blood qi filling heaven and earth, this place resembled a demonic realm of blood.
Deep within this demonic realm stood an imposing yet exceptionally quiet ancient blood-red pavilion. There was little furniture inside, only an altar of offerings. Upon it were enshrined the renowned Golden Core demonic cultivators of the Blood Fiend Sect throughout the generations.
The five tablets placed in the very center, each glimmering with blood light, belonged to the five current Golden Core demonic cultivators of the Blood Fiend Sect.
Yet at that moment, those five tablets flashed with dazzling blood-red spiritual light in rapid succession.
As a series of cracking sounds rang out, fissures instantly appeared across the five tablets. Their blood-red luster faded, and they shattered into fragments.
A white-haired young cultivator sat cross-legged beneath the altar. His eyes had been tightly shut in meditation. Though his hair was entirely white, his appearance was exceptionally youthful, and he possessed Pseudo-Core Realm cultivation. Hearing the disturbance, he immediately opened his eyes.
When he saw the sight upon the altar, his expression changed drastically.
"Master