The once-peaceful days had been like a still lake, without a single ripple. Yet that tranquility did not last long. A sudden war between immortals and demons, like a boulder thrown into a lake, stirred up towering waves and completely shattered the peace.
The cause of the war was that the demon realm had noticed that, after repeatedly resisting Chaos Power, the Immortal Cultivation World must have suffered losses in strength. They believed this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so they decided to mobilize all their forces and launch a fierce attack on the Immortal Cultivation World.
Faced with the demon army's surprise assault, everyone reacted swiftly and gathered once more for a thrilling, brutal clash. The demon army was filled with formidable experts, and their strange, unpredictable demonic arts gradually forced everyone into a hard fight.
Cries of battle and clashing weapons resounded across the battlefield. Blood stained the earth red, creating a horrific scene. Just as everyone felt the situation becoming increasingly dire, a white figure streaked across the sky like a meteor and landed in the center of the battlefield.
The Mysterious Immortal wore a snow-white robe and held a divine sword that gleamed with chilling light. His arrival seemed to bring everyone a glimmer of hope. Moving like lightning and wielding his sword like a rainbow, he sent the demon army retreating wherever he went, utterly unable to withstand his attacks.
With the Mysterious Immortal's help, everyone regained their footing and their morale soared. After a grueling battle, they finally drove back the demon army and forced them back into the demon realm.
After the battle, everyone was deeply grateful to the Mysterious Immortal and stepped forward to thank him. However, he merely smiled faintly and said, "There is no need to thank me. I came here