Primordial Demon Gods were undying and indestructible.
These eight words were like an immutable truth, forming Bai Ze's—no, the entire cultivation world's—fundamental understanding.
Under the premise that this truth existed, the existence of the Primordial Demon Gods had been consciously or unconsciously ignored.
Since those things could never be killed, there was no need to bother with them. Wouldn't it be enough to let Mysterious Capital Palace keep them sealed forever?
If the sky fell, Mysterious Capital Palace would hold it up. This was not Su Che's thought alone, but the shared understanding of nearly all cultivators.
But at this moment, that truth had been shattered.
The Ancient Demon Gods—their undying, indestructible nature had become a thing of the past.
Mysterious Capital Palace had already successfully taken one out in the Northern Sea. What came next?
Countless thoughts flashed through Bai Ze's mind.
Letting him release the Bixi Dragon in the Yin-Yang Realm had also been part of this plan. They had deliberately used it to lower everyone's guard, putting on the appearance that everything was gradually slipping out of control.
In reality, they had been colluding with the Devil Sect in the Northern Sea!
Doing nothing, yet doing everything—once again, Bai Ze witnessed the might contained within the seven words "Mysterious Capital Palace."
Who would have thought that the number one sect beneath heaven, the standard-bearer of the Mystic Gate, the big brother of the entire cultivation world, would actually collude with devilspawn? And even invite the Lord of the East Sea Sword Palace to act.
Exactly.
Bai Ze considered every detail of the plan.
The undying and indestructible nature of the Primordial Demon Gods was merely one layer of appearances. At its core, the path of the Demon Gods involved entrusting the root of their own existence—what Daoists