The demonic cause

The Great Void was shrouded in haze.

Looking down from the Great Void, one could see countless dusky yellow rays solidified at the boundary between the mortal world and the Great Void, like a sheet of amber.

Within that amber lay things resembling pale yellow pages.

With every turn of those "pages," fleeting scenes seemed to appear.

Worlds colliding, a startling glimpse of a Golden Core making a move, and countless Purple Mansion cultivators clashing in battle...

Then the various Dao lineages collapsed, mountains crumbled, and the earth split...

Silver light flashed, and a figure appeared, silently watching the scene. "The Secret History Grotto-Heaven... a place where opportunity and danger coexist."

"This time, who knows which layer of Secret History it will be..."

"Heh, perhaps once we enter, we might even see our counterparts... though I hear almost everyone who meets their own counterpart encounters some great horror..."

Purple light flashed, and another Purple Mansion cultivator appeared.

Flames swept across the sky, flickering and wavering. Clearly, this was a [Beak Fire] True Person.

"Fellow Daoist Zihao..."

The silver-robed Purple Mansion cultivator smiled faintly.

Before long, figures abruptly appeared in the void, one after another.

Some stood with their hands behind their backs; others carried long swords on their backs.

There were even several Dharma Kings of the Esoteric Sect, their palms pressed together and their faces full of compassion. Clearly, they were masters from the Temple of All Living Beings Without Form.

After a long while, True Person Zihao looked around and smiled. "Apart from the Nether Bureau, which dislikes concerning itself with the affairs of the living, every faction has sent True Persons... good. Then let us follow the usual practice and send the lesser cultivators in to scout first..."

The Purple Mansion True Persons were no fools. After