The Greatest Harvest!

The falling escape light slammed headlong into the mountain, snapping trees at the waist and scattering shattered rocks in every direction as the entire body vanished into the mountainside.

The escape light behind hurriedly curved down. It was a ravishing woman—Feng Jiuniang. She cried out in alarm, "My lord!"

At the same time, a sword domain unfolded. A long sword hung across the air, ready for battle.

A figure emerged from within the mountain. The Heavenly Demon Sword Master's graying hair hung loose around his shoulders, and he looked somewhat disheveled. His aura was extraordinarily unstable, as though he had suffered grave injuries.

"My lord, what happened? How did you end up like this?" Terror filled the woman's heart. She could clearly sense the Heavenly Demon Sword Master's chaotic aura. His divine soul seemed on the verge of collapse, and strands of Vital Energy leaked from his leakless body, as though he had become a torn burlap sack incapable of holding in his essence, energy, and spirit.

"It is nothing. Let us continue on our way." The Heavenly Demon Sword Master remained calm. His mental method circulated, gathering all his aura back in, before he rose once more on escape light.

Feng Jiuniang followed behind, unable to calm her heart. She knew something must have happened. Or rather, ever since the Heavenly Demon Sword Master returned from Qingping Grotto-Heaven, she had felt that something was wrong. They had only just entered the Spirit Realm, yet he had insisted on returning. Because of this, several crucial Heavenly Demon Cult strongholds had been exposed, and their losses had been devastating.

After entering the Cultivation World, the Heavenly Demon Sword Master had visited several old haunts and made many arrangements, as though he were leaving behind his final instructions.

More importantly, she too