Mist-like wisps gradually rose from the Hell-Suppressing Ghost King Scepter.
A faint murmur sounded from the scepter.
The deep-red light in the eye sockets of the horned skull atop the scepter gradually faded.
The entire scepter seemed to enter a wondrous state.
Gu Qingshan drew a deep breath and roared, "Come on! Back then, you refused to show yourselves and save the Prehistoric Era. Let me see what excuse you had!"
A deep killing intent surfaced around him.
If those Saints had simply been afraid to die and hidden themselves to avoid disaster, abandoning the fight against the evil demons, Gu Qingshan would have been utterly disappointed.
Now.
The evil demons had already begun their invasion of the Cultivation World.
As for the Primordial World, the Nine Faces Insect Demon had already arrived in the Yellow Springs.
Although he did not know how it had evaded the many laws that should have erased it, it had indeed appeared.
Back when the evil demons fought the Prehistoric Era, if the Saints who hadn't been corrupted had all fled to escape disaster—
Then why should I trust them this time?
A breeze rose from the Hell-Suppressing Ghost King Scepter and swirled around Gu Qingshan.
Suddenly, a line of tiny, glowing words flashed into view in midair:
"An essence connected to you is about to appear on this scepter."
"It is a special spirit art from one of the Four Saints Apostles. He stored the events of the past inside the scepter. When certain specific abilities are used on it, this spirit art from the past will appear."
So that was possible?
A specific ability... That must mean Qian Yuan Spirit Summoning. If so, then the one who arranged all this was—
As Gu Qingshan pondered, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from the