Time flew, the years rolled on, and tens of thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye.
After tens of thousands of years of silence, incomparably brilliant immortal light suddenly shone from Undying Mountain. Boundless blood vitality surged into the sky, and an aura brimming with life swept across the entire world.
From Undying Mountain, fluctuations of the Great Dao blotted out the sky, and the laws of the myriad Dao of heaven and earth wailed.
It was as though a supreme immortal spirit had awakened, or an Immortal King had descended into the mortal world.
"What is this?"
Across the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, countless Quasi-Emperors and Great Saints were jolted awake from their seals, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Those immense fluctuations spread everywhere, unprecedented throughout the ages, leaving everyone bewildered and uncertain.
Many looked toward Undying Mountain and thought of the Demon Venerable. All sorts of possibilities sprang to mind.
No cultivator was unfamiliar with Undying Mountain or the Demon Venerable. There were far too many legends about him.
Every living being in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands turned their gaze toward Undying Mountain.
No one expected that, over the next several hundred years, the entire world would remain shrouded in the boundless aura of the Great Dao, with terrifying pressure like the coming of doomsday permeating everything.
The myriad Dao of heaven and earth wailed, as though foretelling a momentous upheaval within Undying Mountain.
A Quasi-Emperor tried to divine what was happening, only for a terrifying heavenly tribulation to appear immediately. He nearly turned to ash within it, yet glimpsed no useful information.
But sensing that supreme aura above all the Dao of the mortal world, together with that boundless life and blood vitality, some Quasi-Emperors finally understood.
"Clearly, the Demon Venerable must