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Within the Nine Netherworlds, numerous Devil Sects held sway.

Not far from Buiting Mountain stood a place called Dangerous Void Mountain, and it was extraordinarily strange.

It had mountains, peaks, ridges, caves, and ravines. Yet no grass grew on its mountains, its peaks did not pierce the sky, no travelers crossed its ridges, its caves held no clouds, and no water flowed through its ravines.

Thus, ghosts, monsters, and demons occupied the place in great numbers.

Every shore was filled with demons, and every ridge was crawling with Gods and Devils.

One such place was called the Devil Palace. It was said to be the seat of a Devil Sect, containing figures of peerless strength. Even demons and monsters dared not approach it rashly.

On this day.

A short, skeletal, thin, and wizened old man walked out of the dark wind and black mist.

The dark wind whistled, and the black mist stretched endlessly.

The whistling dark wind was smoke blown from the mouths of divine weapons; the endless black mist was the breath secretly exhaled by ghosts.

The old man wore an exceptionally clean deep-yellow hemp robe and walked barefoot to the outside of the Devil Palace.

"Ku Zhu of Endless Ridge on Great Wilderness Mountain has come especially to pay his respects to the Bare-Body Cult Master."

The visitor was none other than the Withered Bamboo Elder, one of the Two Elders of the Great Wilderness. He was not quietly cultivating on Great Wilderness Mountain, but had actually come to the Bare-Body Devil Palace on Dangerous Void Mountain in the Nine Netherworlds. It was truly bizarre.

His voice had barely faded.

The gates of the Devil Palace suddenly opened wide.

"Thank you, Cult Master."

The Withered Bamboo Elder thanked her and strode inside.

The Devil Palace was hidden