Seven hundred miles north of Jinling City, within the divine restriction space, the nine young prodigies whose names had been inscribed upon the Golden Scroll entered the Heavenly Demon Pool to temper their bodies for one hundred days.
Within the Moon Pool, Ning Chen activated the two great divine restrictions of Yellow Springs and Time, sealing a thousand zhang of space-time and aiding his demonic body in devouring the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Demon Pool with all its might.
About a month after the group entered the Heavenly Demon Pool, deep within the Primeval Demonic Realm, two Heavenly Demon emperors detected an anomaly in the Heavenly Demon Pool and immediately ordered Xuan Qing to investigate its source.
Before the Heavenly Demon Pool, Xuan Qing, having received the order, continuously swept his gaze over the nine people in the pool, searching for anything unusual.
However, as time passed bit by bit, Xuan Qing found nothing amiss among the nine.
Within the Moon Pool, Ning Chen kept his eyes tightly shut as he sustained the divine restrictions, yet his divine sense remained fixed on the changes before the Heavenly Demon Pool.
Beneath the peach blossom tree, a thousand jars of potent liquor were piled into a mountain. The heavy scent of wine drifted outward, filling the entire divine restriction space.
Before the mountain of wine, the middle-aged man leaned dejectedly against the peach blossom tree, his eyes vacant. He had not spared anyone else so much as a glance.
Before the Heavenly Demon Pool, two full days passed. Xuan Qing's gaze remained fixed upon the nine, and his brow gradually furrowed.
Strange. There was not the slightest anomaly.
His Imperial Father's instructions could not have been wrong. Something must have happened to the Heavenly Demon Pool, so why could he see