Southern Border.
The All Living Demon Sect had occupied this place for nearly two thousand years.
Yet today, it welcomed several unusual guests.
A True Dragon glittering with golden light swam through the azure sea and came ashore from the waters of the Southern Border.
Wherever its dragon might passed, the native mortals ruled by the Demon Sect—
Clad in rags and drinking blood raw, they took this strange sight for a miracle.
They cried out in an incomprehensible language, dropping to their knees and kowtowing without cease.
The golden True Dragon gave a shake and transformed into a dignified, magnificent woman wearing a coral crown.
She was none other than the Western Sea Dragon King, Ao Qing.
She looked down at the kneeling natives, a trace of confusion passing through her eyes.
"The Demon Sect has governed the Southern Border for nearly two thousand years, yet they remain so ignorant and benighted."
"Not to mention Yu Province in the Central Lands—even among the mortal dynasties above the East Sea, the common folk at the bottom knew that there were cultivators in this world."
"Though the East Sea is so vast, the Human Race uses merely three or four languages. Among them, the common refined tongue came from Yu Province in the Central Lands and has practically become the universal language of this realm."
She paused and looked toward those prostrate natives. "And yet in this Southern Border—"
"There are still such uncivilized ancestors."
A man's voice sounded at her side. "The Demon Sect has always regarded the Southern Border natives as blood food."
"The cultivators who migrated here from Yu Province in the Central Lands back then all gathered within the dynasties of the seven great Demon Sects. From beginning to end, they were the upper folk."
"The natives