Within the Demon Hall, all was deathly silent.
The enormous palm print sunk deep into the ground was terrifying enough to strike dread into anyone who saw it.
The illusory demonic figure prostrate within it struggled desperately, but his form was dispersing, as though he might vanish at any moment.
Ye Tian, his white robes brighter than snow and untouched by dust, slowly approached the edge of the palm print.
His gaze was indifferent as he looked down upon the purple demonic will, forcibly imprisoned and unable even to maintain a complete form.
This wisp of demonic will was the Purple Fiend Clone's final core, carrying a portion of his memories and consciousness.
Now, he was as feeble as a dying candle in the wind, yet still exuded the chaotic, venomous aura unique to the Extraterrestrial Evil Race.
Ye Tian spoke, his voice calm yet imbued with unquestionable majesty, like a judgment from the Heavenly Dao.
"When the war between gods and devils ended all those years ago and your kind retreated in defeat, why did you leave this clone specifically in the Myriad Heavens North Sea?
"Did the other Outer-Domain Evil Gods also plant Hidden Pieces throughout the myriad worlds, as you did?
"And the Eternal Immortal Domain... are your imprints hidden there as well?"
He struck straight at the heart of the matter: the Extraterrestrial Evil Race's plans to infiltrate the Myriad Heavens and Worlds, which also implicated the Eternal Immortal Domain.
The prostrate demonic figure trembled violently, releasing a hoarse surge of soul power filled with hatred.
Rather than answer Ye Tian's questions, he let out a low, sinister laugh.
"Heh heh... Ye Tian, you need not know so much."
"When our race's Taboo Ancestral God awakens from slumber, the Eternal Immortal Domain, the Myriad Heavens and