When the restriction shrouding the Nine Regions suddenly condensed into a demonic shadow that blotted out the sky, the Great Dao of the entire Dao Domain wailed in grief.
The strength displayed by the demonic shadow far exceeded the imagination of the cultivators from the various races outside the Dao Domain. It was like a heavy hammer smashing viciously into their chests, leaving them dumbfounded and trembling in terror.
Yet what truly made the cultivators of all races shudder was the Night Ancestor, who had suddenly emerged.
Over the past several thousand years, the Nine Regions, sealed within the restriction, had been like lambs awaiting slaughter, coveted by the great powers beyond.
The Dao Clan's ancient inheritance, Humanity's mysterious secret arts, the Demon Race's ancient bloodlines, the Buddha Clan's boundless divine abilities, the Immortal Clan's supreme treasures, and the supreme forbidden land said to contain the Nine Heavenly Books—every one of them was an object of desire for countless factions.
The Ten Great Immortal Sects had secretly formed an alliance, while other factions large and small had joined the scheme to carve up the spoils. Like greedy vultures, they had awaited day and night for the restriction to vanish, so they could swarm in and claim everything in the Nine Regions for themselves.
But the Night Ancestor's appearance utterly shattered this seemingly certain fantasy of a "feast."
When the Night Ancestor made his move, even the laws of the Great Dao trembled, and the rules themselves twisted. Such a display was enough to scare cultivators half to death.
Facing that terrifying demonic shadow, the combat strength erupted by the Night Ancestor was terrifying beyond measure, giving the cultivators of every race the feeling that he was utterly invincible.
Together with the shocking sight of the Night Ancestor tearing apart the