"Senior!"
With a flash, Lu Yang arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.
At that moment, Ji Xuanhuang stood tall in the air, silently watching himself below.
The aura of this former emperor had grown so faint that it could dissipate at any moment.
He had clearly held on until now through sheer force of will.
"Chaos Divine Thunder Body, Lu Yang, you truly haven't disappointed this old man." The old man's temples had begun to turn white, and the weariness in his eyes had grown ever deeper.
Lu Yang said, "If you hadn't been there to hold the line, Senior, I would likely have perished long ago. I must also thank you for protecting me while I cultivated."
The old man gave a slight nod, then turned to gaze across the endless plain beyond the city.
Demonic energy shrouded the land; it had long since become a demonic domain.
"I sense a demonic force growing stronger across Tianjue Prefecture. It has yet to fully take shape, but it's already powerful enough to threaten peak Venerables. If it grows one step further, it will be strong enough to threaten a Ninth Realm Supreme! This old man can no longer fight. From here on, it's up to you young people!"
The old man smiled faintly. The Azure Dragon fortune suppressing his physical body above his head vanished in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, his body turned into countless faint points of light and disappeared.
A streak of light descended from the sky. Lu Yang caught it casually.
On closer inspection, it was a palm-sized Purple Gold Dragon Patterned Package.
Faint spatial fluctuations emanated from it.
"This contains a thousand years of accumulated wealth from the Six Great Demon Cities. How to handle it is up to you." The old