After Jiang Yun purified the Gods and Demons Burial Ground, all that met the eye was boundless wilderness.
White mist surged around them, and the essence of heaven and earth was abundant. Nothing about the place resembled the Gods and Demons Burial Ground anymore. Instead, it looked like a sacred land for cultivation.
"Look! A well has appeared over there!"
Ancestor Ran Mu and the others were not fooled by the fleeting peace before them. They stared fixedly ahead.
Deep within what had once been the ice mountain, a well had appeared. It looked ordinary, but it was by no means a natural formation.
Above its mouth hung a Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Diagram woven from ancient Dao Marks. For an instant, the phantom of an old Daoist holding a fly whisk and reciting scriptures flashed into view, then vanished.
This was the spot that had withstood the Taihuang Sword's strike just now, yet it showed no sign of damage.
Ancient runes flickered across the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Diagram woven from Dao Marks above the well, as though something unknown was sealed within.
"The Demon Well. There's no mistake. According to ancient records, this is the very heart of the Burial Grounds."
Azure Phoenix Daoist's expression changed. He was deeply wary of the Demon Well.
From the Mythological Era to the present, countless years had passed. Had the power within the Demon Well run dry?
Time could not be stopped. Did the Demon Well's existence still serve any purpose?
What exactly lay inside?
No one knew any of it. They knew only that far too many people had died because of the Gods and Demons Burial Ground since ancient times.
The bodies on the ice mountain, the remains in the Nether River, everything within the Burial Grounds—all of it stemmed from