"Hmm, it seems Yuan Power fluctuations are coming from over there, along with several familiar Dao Prototypes. Looks like the Eight Great Sects' teams must be inside that tomb."
A sharp, hoarse voice drifted out of the black clouds, seeming to carry an endless chill.
Behind him, several old monsters from the Demon Sect, whom he had happened upon in the ruins and who had followed him ever since, grinned and spoke:
"The formation must have broken, so the Eight Great Sects sent some True Inheritance Disciples and elders inside too. Those fellows sure are fast. They've already made it into the inner area."
"I wonder if the one leading them this time is Zong Yue of Dao Yi Sect."
"Although the Eight Great Sects' True Inheritance Disciples are all forces to be reckoned with, they're still a step behind. Our Elder Li has already advanced to become a Myriad Phenomena Realm Dao Lord."
Hearing the flattery, the gaze in the black mist gradually took shape. His indifferent words brimmed with boundless Killing Intent.
They all knew the Demon Sect and Demon Race's plan.
They had let these True Inheritance Disciples and elders in so they could wipe them all out in the ruins.
"Heh, so be it. Since we've crossed paths today, let's slaughter a few juniors and give the higher-ups of the Eight Great Sects a fine gift!"
Before his words had even faded, killing intent surged in his scarlet gaze. The black clouds suddenly billowed, carrying his figure, wreathed in flames of ferocity, toward the canyon containing the Demon Lord's Tomb.
The few people trailing behind exchanged glances. Cruel, bloodthirsty light gleamed in their eyes as they immediately flashed after the black mist, heading toward the Demon Lord's Tomb.
At that moment, inside the inheritance hall.
"Heh,