The former site of the Wuji Sect.
Following the destruction of the Wuji Sect, this place had long since become ownerless land.
Today, the territory that had once belonged to the Wuji Sect was shrouded in surging Demonic Qi.
Across the land, vegetation withered, countless demonic beasts had their vitality scattered, and corpses lay strewn everywhere.
Billowing Demonic Qi churned like clouds and mist, surging like rivers and seas.
Within that Demonic Qi were also countless Little Demons, large and small.
The Little Demons raced along in the direction the Demonic Qi flowed, slaughtering one another all the way.
Every Little Demon that perished meant the strength of its companions nearby advanced another step.
At the border where the Wuji Sect and the Great Zhao Dynasty had once met, a man and a woman stood suspended in the air, fighting as they retreated.
They were none other than the East Sea Sword Saint and Mei Yingxue, who had previously been tasked with heading toward the Wuji Sect to investigate traces of demons along the way.
Yet at this moment, neither of them was in an optimistic situation.
Before them, demons emerged one after another, launching a frenzied, unending assault against the two.
Not only did every demon fear no death, but after slaughtering one another over thousands of miles, any demon that could reach the pair was at the very least comparable to an early Nascent Soul Stage cultivator.
The East Sea Sword Saint, Liu Hua, possessed astonishing strength. His fingers formed sword seals, and streams of seemingly feeble sword qi burst forth from the flying sword floating before him.
Every strand of sword qi was enough to slay a demon, without wasting the slightest bit of strength.
Yet even so, faced with the endless stream of demons, nearly half