"Looks like this meeting didn't last that long."
Only after the strange phenomena streaking across the horizon had faded away—
did Liao Bufan finally speak.
Bai Changshou was about to respond when he caught sight of a figure from the corner of his eye.
The last figure emerged from the hall.
It was Qingxuan.
As the Sword Lineage's senior disciple, they naturally recognized him.
So they let the matter drop.
"Senior Brother."
"Junior Brothers."
"Please accept this mission for me."
Qingxuan handed over a jade slip.
Bai Changshou took it and swept his gaze over it.
His eyes landed on the Demon Domain marked upon it.
He was startled.
Liao Bufan's expression was equally stunned.
"Senior Brother, you want to leave Li Mountain and head to the Demon Domain? But that place..."
The Demon Domain was already fraught with danger.
After all, it lay close to the Four Lands. Since ancient times, there had been a saying: demons and devils, devils and demons—evil things born from demons upon the Demonic Path.
One could well imagine how many dangers lurked within the Demon Domain, where the Demon Race had established its foothold.
Not to mention that the Demon Domain had now inexplicably gained an Ancient Demon Sect, along with the Dao aura of the Devil Master.
Amid such treacherous winds and shifting clouds, the danger would only rise another level.
"I know."
"But this time is different."
Qingxuan looked at his two junior brothers, then turned his gaze beyond the mountain.
"You two should know by now that neither the Sect Master nor the chief seats will act lightly. In this great age before us, I have glimpsed the Heavenly Secrets growing clear. If there are fortunes to be found, there will be far fewer schemes and sinister twists than before."