Awakening the Master of Primeval Desolation
"Look who I've brought for you."
Lin Dong gently hugged the girl, then slowly took two steps back and patted her hands lightly.
"Buzz!"
The space rippled slightly, and a tall figure appeared out of thin air.
"Junior Sister, it's been a long time."
The silver-haired middle-aged man gazed at the Ice Blue Figure before him, his bright Silver Eyes brimming with genuine joy.
"Master of Thunder?!"
The slender young girl looked at the newcomer with great surprise.
This was the girl's first direct contact with other Ancient Masters. The Master of Thunder was her senior brother, who had always taken good care of her during the ancient times.
"Junior sister, I'm relieved to see you've returned safely..."
Upon hearing this, Master of Thunder burst into laughter and began to chatter on and on.
"Roar!"
Just as Lin Dong was smiling as he watched the two Ancient Masters reminisce, a deep dragon roar resounded from his body. At the same time, two Azure Dragon Light Markings flashed past deep in his pupils.
"Lin Dong, what's wrong?"
The two Ancient Masters, seemingly sensing something, simultaneously stopped talking and looked at Lin Dong.
"Our teacher is stationed at the Flame God Hall in the Chaotic Demon Sea. He just sent a message saying that recently, Demonic Corpse and Demon Army have been emerging from the seabed in various areas of the Chaotic Demon Sea, harassing the various sea areas. At first, it was sporadic, but in the end, the scale has become larger and larger, and it is gradually becoming uncontrollable."
"Our teacher and Senior Mo Luo speculated that this was probably a large-scale operation that the Demon Prison was about to launch, and warned us to be extremely careful."
Lin Dong rubbed his temples and said.
"Is Demon Prison going to make a move against the Chaotic Demon Sea? I remember that the Master of Flames and the Master of Primeval Desolation seem to be sleeping in the Chaotic Demon Sea. Could it be that Demon Prison wants to find their sleeping place before they wake up and then kill them in one fell swoop?"
After thinking for a moment, Master of Thunder spoke.
"No, the target of the Demon Prison may not be the two Ancient Masters, but the Demon Suppressing Prison that the Master of Flames is responsible for guarding. To be precise, it is the supreme powerhouse imprisoned in that Demon Suppressing Prison — the Great Heavenly Demon King."
"As the mount of the Great Heavenly Demon King 'Demon Emperor cultivation level is only at the peak of the Second Reincarnation Tribulation, but his combat power has steadily reached the Three-Stage Reincarnation Tribulation. Among the Ten King Palace, the only one who can suppress him is my former defeated opponent, the Heavenly King Hall."
Ying Huanhuan's opening remarks went straight to the heart of the matter, and one could vaguely see a trace of the former glory of the Ice Master, the head of the Eight Masters Ancient Lords.
"The Great Heavenly Demon King? Demon Prison is trying to use a diversionary tactic. But the Master of Flames has been asleep for tens of thousands of years, hasn't he purified the thousands of Yi Mo within Demon Suppressing Prison yet?"
Master of Thunder looked enlightened and then murmured, "That's right. Master of Flames was probably more seriously injured than me back then. He probably spent most of his energy healing in a deep sleep. How could he have spared the energy to purify the Yi Mo?"
"Especially the Great Heavenly Demon King; even at his peak, the Master of Flames would only be evenly matched with it. But since the Demon Prison wants to rescue the Great Heavenly Demon King, then we will refuse to let them..."
"Why don't we turn the tables on them and use the Great Heavenly Demon King to set a trap? We can summon all the Ancient Masters who have awakened beforehand and ambush them in the Demon Suppressing Prison. For every royal palace that comes to the Demon Prison, we can take it down."
Lin Dong said leisurely.
"Haha, Lin Dong, you're really full of bad ideas, but I like it."
Master of Thunder subconsciously looked Lin Dong up and down for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"Without delay, let's set off for the Chaotic Demon Sea immediately."
Ying Huanhuan lightly stomped her jade foot on the void, and a huge, crystal-clear Ice Lotus suddenly appeared. After swallowing the three of them in one gulp, it turned into a wisp of ice light and disappeared into the void.
Chaotic Demon Sea, Heavenly Wind Sea Region.
Due to the recent sudden outbreak of Demonic Disaster, which has the potential to sweep across the entire Chaotic Demon Sea, the Heavenly Wind Sea Region is naturally not immune. The rampant spread of Yi Mo and Demonic Corpse armies has forced the major forces in the Heavenly Wind Sea Region to unite and jointly resist the Demonic Disaster.
Today, the top Five Great Clans from the two major grotto-heavens of the Heavenly Wind Sea Region Martial Gathering Island to discuss the Alliance. The family heads of the Five Great Clans, all at the Death Mysterious Stage, Perfected Completion, have all entered the Samsara Stage, so there is no distinction between the seven forces.
However, even with Seven Reincarnation Stage Experts Realm stationed on Martial Gathering Island, no one noticed that a huge Ice Lotus from the Eastern Xuan Region had quietly arrived at the eight-story ancient tower in the center of the island— the Primeval Desolation Tower.
The Primeval Desolation Tower, Eighth Floor.
Even after the heads of the Five Great Clans reached the Samsara Stage, they could not step into the Eighth Floor. An endless ocean of purple-gold energy filled this place, and an extremely large figure occupied most of the Eighth Floor.
The enormous figure was a giant thousands of feet tall, bare-chested, with coiled dragons on his arms. Everywhere you looked, there were explosive muscles. His entire body was purple-gold in color, and mysterious patterns crawled all over his exposed skin.
He placed his fingers interlaced on his chest, his eyes closed in An Ran sleep. Simply lying quietly in the center of the purple-gold ocean could cause a large area of space to distort and change, as if he were the embodiment of the laws of power.
He is undoubtedly the strongest in terms of physical strength in this world, an ancient being who has reached the limit of the Path of Strength.
"Buzz!"
A huge, crystal-clear Ice Lotus suddenly appeared out of thin air. The Ice Lotus shattered, and three figures with different appearances emerged one after another.
"Master of Primeval Desolation, awaken! We need your power."
Looking at his close partner who had fought alongside him for thousands of years, a smile flashed across Master of Thunder's eyes. He flicked his finger, and a ball of lightning with countless arcs of lightning leaping across its surface hurtled toward the chest of the thousand-foot giant at the speed of light.
"Bang!"
The next moment, a purple-gold hand that appeared out of nowhere grabbed the extremely dangerous lightning ball with exceptional precision and crushed it.
"Master of Thunder, do you have a death wish?"
A deafening roar resounded throughout the entire Eighth Floor. The thousand-foot giant, who had been sleeping quietly in the center of the purple-gold ocean, finally opened his enormous eyes, which had been sealed for thousands of years, and two purple-gold beams of light blasted towards the Master of Thunder.
"Alright, Primeval Desolation, get up now that you've had enough sleep. It's time to get down to business."
Master of Thunder casually crushed the purple-gold pillar of light, pointed at the Ice Blue Figure beside him, and said, "And look who's here?"
"Junior Sister? You've successfully returned from the Reincarnation?!"
Upon seeing this, the Master of Primeval Desolation immediately became extremely excited.
The colossal body, towering a thousand feet tall, shrank rapidly at a visible speed, transforming in an instant into a Purple Gold Giant two feet tall. The terrifying sense of oppression, however, did not diminish but rather increased, becoming even more intense.
"Okay, let's go to the Master of Flames together. Judging by the time, the others should have arrived by now. I'll tell you about the rest on the way."
Ying Huanhuan tossed her long, cascading, ice-blue hair and turned to step into the newly formed Space Channel.
"Alright, alright, I'll listen to Junior Sister."
Without asking any questions, the Master of Primeval Desolation World happily followed after them.
In ancient times, the Ice Master was unparalleled among the Eight Ancient Masters not only in terms of cultivation, but also in her unparalleled ability to control the overall situation. She was undoubtedly the core and leader of the Eight Lords.