Northern Plains,
Across the vast land of mountain ranges, heaven and earth were steeped in a grim, killing chill.
Beneath one mountain peak stood the scattered ruins of towns, all destroyed in the earlier Mo Calamity, leaving behind only shattered wreckage.
At this time,
Golden Saint Dao Venerable, who had returned from the ancient interrealm road, gripped a middle-aged cultivator's head with one hand. A force that twisted the vacuum passed through his skull, extracting the Divine Soul inside his body and reading its memories.
After a quarter of an hour, an incredulous, horrified expression appeared on Golden Saint Dao Venerable's face,
And the shock actually forced him half a step back!
"Could that little ghost really have slain that Abyssal Demon King? Could it be that he has already advanced into the legendary realm of the Heavenly Human Dao Ancestor?!"
At This Moment, Golden Saint Dao Venerable could not help crying out in horror.
His hand loosened involuntarily,
And the middle-aged cultivator before him lost all Aura. His body went limp, and he fell to the ground.
"Fourth Uncle!"
Behind him, a young man was suppressed by a wisp of Aura and unable to move. Watching the middle-aged cultivator die, he could not help but cry out in anguish, his face twisting as fury surfaced in his eyes.
But Golden Saint Dao Venerable no longer had the mind to pay attention to the young man's reaction.
At this moment,
All his focus was fixed upon the memories he had obtained from the middle-aged man's Divine Soul.
Six years ago, a demonic calamity had swept across Yuzhou,
And that little ghost had risen out of nowhere,
Only to kill that Abyssal Demon King on the spot in the end!
Such a turn of events,
And the methods that little ghost