Deep within Phoenix Perch Mountain's cave abode.
Su Hao cast aside all distracting thoughts and devoted his entire mind to cultivation.
As he consolidated and advanced his realm, he continued trying to integrate that profound and mysterious "Restriction Dao Fruit."
Strength was everything—if one was strong enough, any enemy was nothing more than a paper tiger.
In the fifth year of his seclusion, a familiar voice entered his sea of consciousness without warning.
"Kid, you're in trouble."
Essence-Devouring Divine Turtle's tone carried a trace of teasing.
"Trouble? What trouble? The Darkwater Heavenly Army or the Heavenly Court? Why are these people like flies, refusing to settle down until someone swats them dead?"
Su Hao opened his eyes, genuine anger stirring within him.
"Neither. It's the Devil Realm."
Coiled in the void, Essence-Devouring Divine Turtle gazed toward a concealed passage within a rift in the world. A host of devils was stealthily advancing through it, and the Chiqing Realm lay directly in their path. It would inevitably come under attack.
"The Devil Realm?"
Su Hao frowned slightly. "Are they launching a full-scale invasion, or are they targeting the Chiqing Realm?"
"Who knows?" Essence-Devouring Divine Turtle did not care about such matters in the slightest. "The Immortal and Devil Realms have always been locked in slaughter and strife. So long as immortals and devils still exist, this war will never end. The three thousand lower realms nominally belong to the Immortal Realm's territory. Whether they're coming for you or not, you won't be able to avoid them. Unless... you're willing to abandon this foundation and hide away in some desolate wasteland beyond the realms."
"When will they reach the Chiqing Realm?"
Su Hao fully activated his Through-Glimpse Divine Eye, yet he could not see the slightest trace of the Devil Race.
But