A Sword Without Regret

But that alone was not enough. There were simply too many extraterritorial demons, while part of the human race had to remain behind to guard the Celestial Stars and Constellations Grand Formation. For a time, they still had no way to tear open the enemy's defenses.

"Alas—"

At that moment, a sigh rang out.

From the depths of the void, an ancient Dao tome flew across the sky, blocking two late-stage Primordial Spirit extraterritorial demons.

Immediately afterward, a figure clad in an ancient Daoist robe strode through the air and stood before the two extraterritorial demons.

"The Heaven-Deriving Tome!"

"Netherworld, how dare you betray the Demon God!"

In an instant, the pupils of the two extraterritorial demons contracted, their faces revealing furious rage.

The one who had acted was none other than the Netherworld Ancestor, whose name shook the world.

The Netherworld Ancestor had originally been one of the strongest experts of the Purple Yin Realm's divination lineage. He had once borne the Daoist title Heaven-Deriving Daoist, and the Heaven-Deriving Tome in his possession was one of the Purple Yin Realm's three great divination treasures.

Yet for some unknown reason, the Netherworld Ancestor had entered the demonic path, becoming one of the Purple Yin Realm's most terrifying demonic ancestors.

Now, the Netherworld Ancestor's cultivation had reached the ninth level of the Primordial Spirit realm. His combat strength was frighteningly powerful, and with a single move, he held back two late-stage Primordial Spirit demons.

"Betray the Demon God?"

The Netherworld Ancestor sneered and said coldly, "If this old man does not act, should I let the Demon God enter the Purple Yin Realm and refine this old man's soul fate?"

"You..."

The pupils of the two extraterritorial demons contracted before they sneered. "You have converted to the path of true demons.