After sensing that the Nether River Ancestor had begun comprehending the Primordial Devil Scripture, Yang Huai's true body silently emerged from the seal, leaving only an incarnation behind to mislead the other Transcendents.
With a flash of light, he departed the Black Lotus Mountains directly.
Deep within the Outer Heavenly Devil Realm, Devil Master Chiyou was actively recruiting the myriad devils.
Ever since Yang Huai had been "sealed," he had proclaimed himself the lord of the Outer Heavenly Devil Realm, commanding the devil hordes and attempting to seize control of the realm's origin.
In truth, by constantly gathering the devils and unleashing devil tribulations, he had already obtained no small amount of the Outer Heavenly Devil Realm's origin.
With the aid of that origin, Chiyou had grown rapidly. He could also sense that he was not far from condensing the Pangu Demon True Body once more.
Primordial Demon Mountain.
This was an ancient mountain range, surrounded by majestic rivers of black water. Countless Outer Heavenly Devils gathered around those black rivers, cultivating within them or slaughtering and devouring one another.
Devil Master Chiyou sat upon the Destruction Demon Throne atop the highest peak. From there, it seemed as though he could overlook the entire Outer Heavenly Devil Realm.
Devil Master Chiyou greatly enjoyed this feeling—looking down from on high and holding the devil hordes in check.
Yet the faint change deep within his Dao heart just now still darkened his mood somewhat.
That Devil Ancestor had merely been sealed, not completely slain. He remained a thorn in Chiyou's heart.
Toward that Devil Ancestor, he had always harbored a vague but persistent sense of wariness.
The other party was far too mysterious, and his methods far too tyrannical. He had left too deep an impression on Chiyou.
But Devil Master Chiyou