An ancient mirror radiated a crystalline, dazzling light, illuminating the tall, powerful figure within.
Lord of Great Gan's face was pale as he slowly stepped out of the mirror.
He gazed down at the mountains and rivers below and muttered to himself, "I still underestimated these strange things—and even more so, the demonic cultivators of this world."
"But it doesn't matter. I've already obtained what I came for. There's no point in staying here."
All these years, he had disguised himself as the Myriad Demon Sect's master. On the surface, he had been in secluded cultivation, but in truth, he had been continuously absorbing the energy within the demonic ore's core, steadily advancing his cultivation.
During the last battle at the Myriad Demon Sect, he had suffered the strange entities' assault, but he had also figured out quite a few things.
The strange entities were even more powerful than he had anticipated. They had gradually evolved into a storm capable of spreading throughout the vast myriad worlds.
He still had plans of his own.
With that thought, he activated the Lifespan Ancient Mirror. It quickly tore open the sky and blasted out a spacetime passage.
The passage rapidly closed, and Lord of Great Gan's figure soon vanished from the spot.
At the very instant Lord of Great Gan departed, strange mist suddenly appeared from thin air. Immediately afterward, a savage and terrifying figure emerged.
Its scarlet gaze tore through the void as a deep, hoarse voice rang out.
"Late again."
"This unforgivable bastard relied on deceiving our Saint Clan to seize opportunities, and now he wants to go back on his word."
"Don't let me find you, or else..."
At the end, it let out several cold laughs, its tone carrying undisguised killing intent.
Great Gan.
The strange entities