The Wondrous Innate Arts Towered Like Mountains

The Resplendent Demonic Voice still thundered through heaven and earth, shaking the minds of the Spirit Transformation Dao Lords.

When they looked again,

what appeared before them was no longer the bodies of Liu Dongqing, the White Tiger Dao Lord, and the Vermilion Bird Dao Lord.

Instead, the three stood amid an almost boundless Sumeru Turbulent Flow, their figures reflected through their linked auras upon the sky of the Yang World. They seemed lifelike; spiritual power even unfurled from the image, drawing every gaze into what felt like a Sky Curtain Mystic Scene they stood within!

In almost an instant,

the eyes of cultivators across the world turned toward them.

Never before had anyone fought two opponents alone as a Spirit Transformation Dao Lord, much less provoked the other Spirit Transformation Dao Lords before the battle even began, as though hoping more would join the fight.

Nor had Liu Dongqing ever laid the principles of the Demon Refining Mystic Sect bare for all to see.

And never had he acted so openly, as though he meant to carry his former blazing renown into the realm of Spirit Transformation Dao Lords.

Could Liu Dongqing's fierce renown, spanning both the sacred and mystic factions, sustain its headlong advance?

Would the great undertaking of the Demon Race's rise in this age—an undertaking already battered time and again—suffer another blow? Might Liu Dongqing's declaration, as good as barring the door against any "pureblood" Demon Cultivator of the Celestial Phenomena Dao attaining Spirit Transformation, leave it unable to recover at all...

More than the lives of these two Demon Race Spirit Transformation Dao Lords was at stake.

The course of countless future events

would be settled by this battle!

With such weight resting upon the fight,

everyone stared fixedly at the Sky Curtain Mystic Scene,