Rising Star of the Purple Yin Realm

In that battle long ago, the Supreme Mystery Hall Master had fought to the death. Though he slew a ninth-level Primordial Spirit mighty figure of the Devil Race, he too fell amid the calamity.

In recent years, the Supreme Mystery Hall had declined ever further, filling Jiang Taibai's heart with anguish.

"Alas..."

Xuan Qingyi shook her head at the sight. Her gaze turned toward the depths of the Eastern Sea Cultivation World, and a trace of worry flickered in her eyes.

While the two were lost in thought, Lu Wenyuan walked up to the black-robed man and helped him to his feet.

Before the man could say anything, Lu Wenyuan sighed and said, "Master asked me to tell you that he gave you the Daoist title Demon-Subduing because he wanted you to inherit Demonbane Dao Lord's legacy. For the rest of your life, you are to make it your duty to wipe out devil cultivators."

"If you cannot accomplish this, I fear you will never repay the kindness of those bygone days, no matter how long you live."

The man trembled slightly, then rose and cupped his hands. "Please thank Senior for his guidance on my behalf."

"There is no need for that."

Lu Wenyuan shook his head, then said with a smile, "Come with me."

Leading the three of them, Lu Wenyuan headed all the way toward Qingyuan Mountain. After passing through layer upon layer of mountain peaks, they arrived before a Daoist venue.

Qingyuan Mountain was merely a small peak, far inferior to the grand and imposing venues of the various Dao Lord Holy Lands.

Chen Nianzhi had arranged this lecture with considerable simplicity. He had merely set down several thousand seats atop Qingyuan Mountain, allowing the listeners to sit in order.

At this moment, the several thousand