Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, Zixiao Palace.
Hongjun Dao Ancestor, who had kept his eyes closed in harmony with the Dao, slowly opened them.
For the first time, a ripple appeared in those eyes that held neither sorrow nor joy, that regarded all things as mere straw dogs.
His gaze seemed to pierce through endless space and time, through that strange Daofall Grounds, and saw everything happening within the Blood Sea.
He saw that Epoch Anchor that did not belong to the Primordial Wilderness.
He also saw the trace of power cast down by the dark figure known as the Dark Night Monarch.
"Remnants of the previous epoch..."
Hongjun murmured softly, his voice ethereal and devoid of any discernible emotion.
"A variable has finally drawn forth an even greater variable..."
He had no intention of intervening. He merely watched in silence, like a supreme chess player examining a game that had exceeded his expectations.
Kunlun Mountain, deep within Yuxu Palace.
The Primordial Heavenly Demon, shrouded in endless Demonic Energy, let out an incomparably delighted chuckle.
"Good death! What a good death!"
"Dark Night Monarch, you truly did not disappoint me."
"Qin Mu, oh Qin Mu, weren't you protective of your own? Weren't you overbearing? Now one of your people has been slaughtered right before your eyes. I'd like to see just how mad you can become!"
His alliance with the Dark Night Monarch had always been one of mutual deception.
He intended to use the Dark Night Monarch as a blade to probe Qin Mu's true strength, intensify the conflicts within the Primordial Wilderness, and preferably muddy the waters as thoroughly as possible.
Only amid boundless chaos and slaughter could his demonic path truly flourish!
Netherworld Blood Sea, Daofall Grounds.
Jie Yin and Zhun Ti looked at the Blood