Frost Dragon Had Fallen, Its Lingering Might Shook the Heavens, the Demon Venerable's Regret, the Blood-Food Demonic Path

Behind Xue Ji, all the Snow Demons knelt in unison, shouting again and again.

"We are willing to follow the lady and descend into the demonic path!"

"We are willing to follow the lady and descend into the demonic path!"

Amid the endless ice and snow, only the Frost Dragon remained.

The world seemed to sink into silence once more.

The Frost Dragon raised its head and gazed up at the heavens, where the bright moon hung high.

Yet in its eyes lurked an indescribable sorrow.

"Could it be that my illustrious Demon Race has now fallen, every last one of us, into the demonic path?"

Its deep sigh echoed through the boundless snowy valley.

At last, the Frost Dragon shifted its gaze to the cold lake in the gorge.

With a thought, one icy dragon claw pierced through the void, carrying boundless might as it seized [Water Moon Cave Heaven], drifting like a lone island amid the chaotic currents of unmarked space.

Rumble, rumble, rumble!

Inside the thatched cottage, Lu Yang was sitting cross-legged and channeling his energy to heal his injuries when the world suddenly spun around him.

The entire [Water Moon Cave Heaven] began to shake violently, beyond anyone's control.

All the martial artists inside the cave heaven were thrown into a panic.

"Has that old dragon finally found us?" A wave of despair washed over everyone, but at the same time, each of them steeled themselves for a fight to the death!

One after another, they summoned their natal spirit weapons from their dantians. The weapons hovered at their sides as they prepared to fight to the bitter end!

Just then, a dragon's roar rang out above the cave heaven.

The Frost Dragon's voice somehow pierced the barrier of the cave heaven and reached everyone inside.