767. Lingering Soul Fragment of the Ming King, Head-Anointing Initiation

Xiao Yan looked at Guangli Bodhisattva standing before him with his palms pressed together, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The Wisdom King Secret Realm's Eighteen Levels of Hell, eighteen Demon Emperors—all had been dealt with.

Sixteen Nether Demon Emperors, one Emperor Xuan Mo, and one Quasi-Heavenly Demon Emperor who had been converted; the gains from this trip had far exceeded expectations.

These materials were not only enough to refine more than a dozen Life-Reversing Demon Venerable Pills, they had also given him, out of thin air, a top-tier bodhisattva under his command with combat power near that of a Saint-grade Heavenly Sovereign.

As long as no Saint-grade supreme expert appeared, this was enough to overawe the entire west!

"Let's go. It's time to leave."

Xiao Yan spoke calmly, then took the lead and walked toward the passage leading to the outside world.

Eight Divisions Heavenly Dragon Guangli Bodhisattva and the four from Dragon Eagle hurriedly followed. The group's figures soon vanished into the pitch-black passage.

"Rumble!"

The instant they left, the entire Wisdom King Secret Realm began to shake violently.

The Eighteen Levels of Hell collapsed layer by layer. Black lava surged out, and the remaining Demonic Qi and Corpse Qi, without the support of the Demon Emperors' origins, began to dissipate rapidly.

Outside, in the Dragon Eagle Cave secret realm.

"Buzz!"

The Wisdom King Pagoda, which had stood there for ten thousand years, suddenly erupted with ten thousand zhang of golden light.

On the pagoda's body, countless carvings depicting the Golden-Winged Great Peng subduing the Demon Dragon began to peel away and vanish.

Starting from its spire, the entire Buddhist pagoda gradually turned into specks of golden light that drifted away with the wind.

"The Wisdom King Pagoda!"

Golden Eagle Emperor's expression changed,