"Hahaha, good... very good. I knew I hadn't misjudged him."
Within an unfamiliar starry sky, Dongfang Shence awoke from seclusion. He carefully read through a scroll in his hands, then happily slapped his thigh.
"Xuanyuan Sword... Hiss, the Xuanyuan Sword has actually reappeared, and it has fallen into Ye Lin's hands. Could it be that Ye Lin is the one destined by heaven in this era?"
Upon seeing that the Xuanyuan Sword had fallen into Ye Lin's hands, Dongfang Shence's expression was filled with both shock and delight. He was shocked by the sword's reappearance, and delighted that it had ended up in Ye Lin's possession.
"The Xuanyuan Sword has emerged, yet none of our Human Race's great powers have made the slightest move. It seems Human Ancestor Hall is at a loss as well. Who knows what those old fellows are planning."
"Forget it, forget it."
Dongfang Shence suddenly fell into thought, then shook his head to himself.
"The way you act carries quite the flavor of how I was back then—wild, confident, and heedless of consequences."
"Every one of those you killed has no simple backing. You truly know how to make trouble for me."
"It seems that from today onward, I shall no longer be free either. Then I shall wait for you. So long as you can walk out of the Central Land and become the true number one prodigy of the Demon Domain, I will personally become your Dao Protector."
Dongfang Shence sat cross-legged alone in the boundless starry sky, speaking to himself.
The number one prodigy of the Demon Domain—what a foreign yet yearned-for phrase.
The Demon Domain was vast and boundless, with ten thousand races coexisting within it. Its prodigies were as innumerable as locusts.
The pressure of competition was immense. To stand