"The Demon Race..." He Qi repeated the words, and the state of East Sea Sword Manor rose unbidden in his mind.
Without him there, could the manor's divine weapon, talisman, and grand formation alone withstand Peacock Tai Li, who wielded the Demon Saintess's Spear?
East Sea Sword Manor had passed through generations. It was only under He Qi that its cultivation method for reaching the Dharmakaya had finally been perfected. With Meng Qi's help and cooperation, it had also recovered the Sword Gu Talisman and the Life and Death Brush, a divine weapon powerful enough to suppress the sect. Everything had gradually fallen into place, and the manor seemed destined to grow ever more prosperous. At a time like this, He Qi naturally worried that calamity might strike without warning.
He nodded slightly, agreeing with Gao Lan's concern. "We should indeed guard against the Demon Race taking advantage of the chaos. With me and True Person Yunhe staying here, that should be enough."
Yunhe's face was rosy as he chuckled. "I'm not too worried. Before I left, I sent all my disciples back to the grotto-heaven to cultivate in seclusion."
As for anything valuable, it had naturally been kept in the sect's grotto-heaven all along.
So you carried the Gate of All Phenomena around with you—one person could eat his fill, and the whole household needn't worry... What a sly old fox! He Qi marveled inwardly.
With the Human Emperor Sword in hand, Gao Lan strode proudly toward the exit of the Ice Snow Immortal Palace, his bearing bold and imposing.
Just then, True Person Yunhe suddenly said with a genial smile, "Benefactor Gao, all the Dharmakayas in the world have gathered here. If the Demon Race doesn't come, and no force remains outside to keep you in check, will