West of the Eastern Region.
Amid the mountains, purple mist lay thick and heavy.
A temporary demon platform stood atop a mountain peak. There were no luxurious furnishings upon it, only a long table of black stone.
More than ten jade slips and several Immortal-God relics lay atop the table.
Below the platform, demons from the Four Palaces gathered one after another.
Southern Immortal Palace, Qianyuan Cave, Purple Firmament Island, Grand Unity Peak.
Their banners were distinct, their demonic aura shooting into the heavens.
From high above, one could see that demon soldiers filled the entire mountain range. Purple-black mist stretched for hundreds of miles, blocking even the daylight from falling through.
Behind the long black stone table sat a young man.
He wore black robes and possessed strikingly handsome features. Upon his brow, a strange Yin-Yang Fish mark slowly revolved.
"Did you get anything out of them?"
Without even raising his head, he casually toyed with a jade slip radiating clear light in his hand.
Below, a heavily armored general from Purple Firmament Island bowed and cupped his fists.
"Reporting to the Little Heavenly General, those Dao Sect disciples are exceedingly foolish. They only know to chase after Immortal-God relics and know very little about the whereabouts of the Dao Painting."
"As for those local mortal martial artists..." The general let out a cold sneer.
"They know even less. They cannot even figure out what a Dao Painting is."
The Little Heavenly General sighed softly at those words.
"Since they are utterly worthless... kill them."
The words were light as drifting feathers.
The Purple Firmament Island general grinned savagely, then violently waved his hand.
Below, several hundred demons raised their slaughtering blades in unison.
Bloodlight shot into the sky.
The screams did not even travel far before the dense