Vajra Realm

Yun Nianrong's expression was icy, her voice carrying a slight chill:

"News has come from Lord Zhu: the Spirit Vein grade at Falling Maple Valley's mountain gate has fallen, and the war will end within half a month.

By then, the army will reach this place and begin its encirclement and suppression of the Golden Spirit Sect.

You have at most ten days to uproot the nearby cultivator forces."

As more and more True Demons entered the cultivation world through the demon caves, the Mysterious Yin Sect's power steadily shrank, gradually becoming an appendage of the True Demon army.

Only cultivators at the Golden Core level and above received proper treatment. The low-level disciples had completely become expendable supplies.

Now, Zhu Changhe had lost absolute control over the Mysterious Yin Sect and even lost the title of "Sect Master."

She glanced at Chen Xingzhou, feeling a suffocating tightness in her chest. She had spent a great deal of blood essence to leave behind a safeguard, believing it foolproof, only to sew a wedding dress for someone else.

And that was not all. He had now cultivated the True Demon cultivation method provided by Morag, and his entire foundation had actually transformed perfectly. His true combat power should have surpassed hers by now.

The man who had once lowered his brows and bowed obediently before her now stood on equal footing with her. In the future, she might even have to live at another's mercy. The jealousy left her unable to sleep or eat in peace.

Chen Xingzhou chuckled twice. "I know about this. At present, only five powerful cultivator factions remain within a thousand li. We can destroy one every two days, so there is plenty of time."

His tone was somewhat frivolous. Before a cultivator whom he had once