Apart from the Six Demonic Sects of the Four Lands, there were also seats outside their seating area for other Demonic Cultivators.
They belonged to the ranks of rogue cultivators outside the demonic sects.
But rogue cultivators of the Demonic Path had always had a tradition of playing the pig to devour the tiger, so even after quite a few people entered the hall, no disputes over seating broke out.
Those who could come here already had a fairly good idea of what would be discussed today.
It could only concern the Demon Sect's Devil Master.
No great figures appeared this time.
But quite a few old devils and ancient monsters serving the Five Elders appeared one after another.
At the eighteen seats at the very front, streams of Demonic Path energy manifested into figures.
In less than the blink of an eye, figures shrouded in demonic mist and unfathomable mysteries had taken their seats.
Some revealed their forms, while others were cloaked in mountains of corpses and seas of blood, with only a streak of blood-red light cleaving the heavens like a blade within those manifestations.
The Black Sun Sect, the Heaven-Spanning Sect, the Nine Ghost Path, the Painted-Skin Path, the Yellow Springs of Wrongful Death, and Deathless Manor.
The Demonic Cultivators on the outside felt their hearts tighten as they watched the six sects' energy flows stream through the center.
"The six sects of the Demon Sect have arrived."
On one side, a black sun hung overhead, seemingly radiating endless despair and voidness. Death and passing became the norm, yet that norm seemed as natural as Heaven's Will.
Transform the black sun into a great sun, and cultivate an undying body.
The Black Sun Sect's Demonic Cultivators swallowed heaven to mend the Dao, exuding an extraordinarily intimidating