Despite its name, Blackwater Pool was an exceptionally blessed place within the Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds.
To claim such a treasure within those eight hundred miles merely to cultivate in seclusion was no simple matter.
It required not only genuine cultivation and strength, but also enough prestige to strike fear into others.
Only someone like the Golden Thread Ancestor qualified. His cultivation had already reached wandering void sea perfection... and now he had advanced to Myriad-Forms Heaven.
More importantly, there was his identity.
The words "Heavenly Court" alone were enough to cow the Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds.
Third Brother He quietly surveyed the area, following the route in his memory and trying his best to appear natural.
He was almost at the pool.
Suddenly, two burly figures emerged from the darkness and silently barred his path.
"Third Brother He?"
The demon on the left frowned, looking him up and down.
"Aren't you supposed to be guarding the Incense-Fire Power on the main peak? What brings you to Blackwater Pool at a time like this?"
"Uh..."
Third Brother He faltered slightly, instinctively glancing toward a certain spot.
Once he spotted the figure in the shadows, his taut nerves relaxed a little.
Then his expression turned grave. "There's been a problem at the main peak. I need to report it to the Ancestor."
At those words,
the two demons blocking his path exchanged glances, each seeing the astonishment on the other's face.
"A problem at the main peak?"
For any faction, everything else could be sacrificed... but nothing could be allowed to go wrong with its Incense-Fire Power and Merit.
If the Incense-Fire Power were cut off, even the Chu Family brothers would be unable to withstand the Ancestor's wrath, let alone minor demons like them.
Yet even