A Model Teacher!
Outside.
The enormous iron gate that had once radiated overwhelming force no longer contained a trace of Demonic Energy. The patterns etched upon it had dimmed into lifeless obscurity.
"Why has there been no movement?"
"Looks like the Devil Ancestor's resurrection failed."
"That's for the best, that's for the best!"
Amid the discussions, the enormous iron gate suddenly trembled, then slowly opened from the bottom upward.
"The gate is open!"
The experts from every sect and race became vigilant once more, even unleashing all kinds of energy.
They knew nothing of the situation inside. If the Devil Ancestor had resurrected, he might emerge, so everyone was prepared for a fierce battle.
True Person Tonggu and True Person Qiye also grew serious.
At that moment, they saw the slowly opening iron gate as a likely sign that disaster was about to descend!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Demonic Energy surged out through the crack.
Astonishment appeared on the faces of the experts who had been waiting in battle formation.
This Independent Space created by the Devil Ancestor should have contained extremely dense Demonic Energy. Why was the energy blowing out so ordinary, even inferior to some treasured cultivation grounds of the Demonic Dao?
Because it had all been refined.
Boom!
At that moment, the enormous iron gate opened completely.
The experts of every sect and race gathered nearby immediately tensed up.
Yet when Jun Changxiao emerged first from within, leading his disciples, the expressions on everyone's faces froze.
In that brief span of time, they had imagined countless scenes, but never had they imagined that a group of orthodox martial artists would be the first to emerge from within.
"Disciple!"
True Person Tonggu cried joyfully.
Jun Changxiao, who had just stepped out of Demonic Fate Land, asked in surprise, "Master, why