"Innate Dao Sect?"
The Crow's final words before leaving echoed in Lin Bai's ears.
He had been talking about... the old monsters of the Innate Dao Sect.
The Innate Dao Sect was one of the oldest forces in the Demon Realm. Legend had it that it had existed on this land even before the Demon Realm and Spirit Realm split apart.
They had always sought only to seclude themselves and cultivate in peace, rarely concerning themselves with the mundane affairs of the Demon Realm.
But at this moment, why had the Innate Dao Sect suddenly entered the world?
Lin Bai's expression turned solemn. He slowly returned to the city wall, pretending that nothing was amiss.
In truth, he was secretly on guard, warily scanning his surroundings and preparing for the danger that could arrive at any moment.
Yet after waiting and waiting, nothing unusual happened. It was not until dawn that Lin Bai finally began to relax.
A thin, gaunt old man came walking over at a hurried pace, his hunched body carrying his hands behind his back.
The Old Daoist suddenly sensed something. He slowly shifted his gaze toward the imperial capital.
The gaunt old man stood in the void and looked into the imperial capital. In a loud voice, he said, "If you doubt me, old friend, you can stay in the imperial capital a while longer. Just take a look at the imperial capital now... and see how many familiar faces there are."
Just as I began controlling the white cloud to move, strange and piercing dry laughter suddenly rang out from the dark void.
"These faces came neither from the Northern Region nor from Lin Bai. They came even less from the Southern Region or the Western Region."
White light coiled around his entire body,