"Wen Xin is back. What does he want?"
In a mysterious hidden paradise somewhere in Central Continent, a dozen or so hazy figures sat facing one another.
Their features were impossible to make out, and they had no physical forms. Yet even as mere projections, they radiated Dao Intent beyond compare.
If a True Venerable who had only just entered He Dao were here, they would likely be drenched in cold sweat on the spot. Every one of these people was a top powerhouse among those who had achieved He Dao!
Indeed, gathered here were all the old He Dao powerhouses of the Nine Continents except for those of Qingzhou, Lei Prefecture, and Wu Zhou. Some were Grand Elders of sects; others were terrifying figures who could hold an entire domain in check. Every one of them had achieved He Dao more than a hundred thousand years ago.
And yet these beings, each capable of shaking the whole Nine Continents, had gathered in this little garden.
Only one person could have brought them all together: Yin Saint Devil Lord, who had just emerged from seclusion.
In fact, the meeting had been called by True Venerable Ming Huang of the Sacred Devil Sect.
The one who had just spoken was a He Dao powerhouse from Yan Prefecture, whose Dao Title was Fu Ti.
Ming Huang immediately gave a cold snort. "He's come right to my doorstep to demand someone. So much time has passed that I thought he'd already left this world."
"Utter nonsense. Who doesn't know Wen Xin has always been under the protection of Huai Emperor? He hasn't shown himself because he knows there's no way to turn things around."
"Alas, a hundred thousand years ago, we took advantage of his departure from this world and wiped out his