The Myriad Bone Hall was utterly silent.
Everyone waited for the Blood Demon True Lord to decide.
A long while passed.
"This matter has far-reaching consequences."
The Blood Demon True Lord spoke at last.
"It is no longer mine to decide. I must consult the Demon Venerable."
Yuan Mingzi nodded.
The Blood Demon True Lord raised his hand, and a black token appeared above his palm.
He sent a thread of divine sense into the token. It blazed with light, became a streak of radiance, and vanished into the void.
Roughly ten breaths later,
The void inside the Myriad Bone Hall suddenly twisted violently.
A pitch-black rift was torn open in empty space.
Then a vast, terrifying pressure, deep as an abyss and oppressive as a prison, poured from the rift and swept across the entire Myriad Bone Mountain!
Thud!
Thud!
Under that pressure, only Yuan Mingzi and the Blood Demon True Lord could barely remain standing.
Every other member of the Snow Robe Demonic Cult, including Li Xingtian and the other two Late-stage Innate Protectors, was forced to their knees.
Their faces turned deathly pale, and cold sweat streamed down them.
Yuan Mingzi's heart tightened. He knew the figure behind the Snow Robe Demonic Cult had arrived.
Though he stood half a step from the Divine Mansion Realm, just a hair's breadth from it, that slender gap was the difference between heaven and earth!
Inside the rift,
A blurred figure slowly appeared.
"Greetings, Demon Venerable!"
The Blood Demon True Lord reacted first and bowed.
"We greet the Demon Venerable!"
The other Innate Realm members of the Snow Robe Demonic Cult buried their heads even lower, not daring to look directly at him.
Yuan Mingzi drew a deep breath, bent at the waist, and said respectfully, "Yuan Mingzi greets the