The Four Great Demonic Sects

A month later, a Floating Island slowly arrived at Chongming Sect's mountain gate.

The island was as vast as a large mortal city. It had mountains, forests, rivers, and lakes, with beautiful scenery and lush vegetation; birdsong and fragrant flowers filled every corner.

Countless rare beasts wandered leisurely among the trees. Blue-green mist curled around them, and white-robed cultivators adorned with gold occasionally swept past like startled swans. The whole scene was steeped in the air of an immortal abode.

"The Innate Religion has come at your invitation to witness the Holy Son Ceremony." As the island appeared, intricate runes automatically flared to life near Chongming Sect's mountain gate, which had previously been empty. Golden light shimmered before the eye, and the Sea of Clouds stretched endlessly.

Yet every cultivator on the island could sense that countless spells, curses, divine abilities, and mechanisms had locked onto them from the unseen, poised to strike.

At that moment, an aged voice came from a green hut on the peak at the island's highest point.

As the words rang out, a black invitation card inscribed with blood-red characters shot into the mountain gate.

Soon, the gate swung open, and a road woven entirely from human bones and a river of blood appeared out of thin air. It crossed who knew how many mountains and rivers, leading straight into the depths of Chongming Sect.

Led by Li Wuding, dozens of Li Clan members came out together to greet them, laughing heartily. "Elder Nie, how have you been?"

"Didn't I just see you Li family youngsters a few days ago?" As he spoke, a figure emerged from the green hut. With a single step, he crossed the distance and appeared before Li Wuding. He was a white-robed cultivator wearing a golden crown, who looked to