"What is this?!"
"What is that?!"
The moment they saw the purple eye, all the cultivators present erupted in an uproar.
They could clearly sense the terrifying power contained within that eye. Even though it was merely a projection, merely a fragment of memory, it still gave them the feeling that they had been targeted—perhaps even marked by death itself.
"The Demonic Path!"
"This is the Eye of the Devilish Dao!"
Suddenly, Jieyin spoke up sharply. "How is this possible?!"
"How could this be possible?!"
"Luohu transformed himself into the Demonic Path back then. How could it have grown this quickly?!"
At that moment, Jieyin could no longer remain seated.
He completely lost his composure, and unease surged wildly through his heart.
Without any hesitation, Jieyin looked directly at Zhunti. "Junior Brother, we're leaving!"
"Alright, Senior Brother!"
After agreeing, Zhunti rose to his feet as well, his expression grave and bitter.
Without another moment's hesitation, the two immediately soared into the air and departed from the Sea of Blood, with no intention of lingering.
The unease in their hearts had reached its peak, and they truly felt anxious and lost.
For no other reason than that they had once been Western Beings.
They knew the origins of the Demonic Path all too well. They knew exactly how it had come to be and what it entailed.
Now that the Eye of the Devilish Dao had appeared—and was so powerful—the fear in their hearts had resurfaced.
More importantly, there was another secret.
The area beneath Mount Sumeru was the former stronghold of the Demonic Path: the Devil's Den!
Although the Devil's Den had undergone mutations and enormous changes over the years, and although Mount Sumeru had become a Sage's Dojo after they Attained Dao and became Saints, allowing the power of