Deep within the Ten Thousand Great Mountains, on a barren, bare mountain.
A colossal figure with nine heads and a body covered in jet-black scales slowly emerged, as though he would blot out the sun and sky.
Churning dark mist lingered around him, and his entire body exuded an aura of decay, terror, depravity, and ruin.
His body was half ethereal, half solid, as though he might melt into the void at any moment, yet he radiated a terrifying pressure powerful enough to crush heaven and earth. He was none other than the Devil Master.
A moment later, a black flood dragon with enormous horns, heavy black scales covering its entire body, and four thick legs like pillars holding up the heavens twisted its immense draconic body and materialized beside the Devil Master. It was none other than the Demon Lord.
Watching the Demon Lord appear, the Devil Master frowned. "Do you think this operation will go smoothly? Why do I keep feeling this faint unease?"
The Demon Lord frowned as well and said irritably, "Our two races sent out four Emperor-realm experts altogether. How could anything go wrong against the mere, fallen Five Elements Sect? Four Emperor-realm experts could plow the Five Elements Sect flat several times over!"
It continued, "Remember, the Five Elements Sect now has only two half-crippled Martial Saint Level experts. How could they possibly withstand the pressure of four Emperor-realm experts from our Demon and Devil Clans?"
Hearing this, the Devil Master finally let go of his anxiety, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
But soon, he seemed to think of something else and frowned again. "Does the Five Elements Sect really have three prodigies with five-element aptitude? That news always struck me as a little outrageous."
He felt that the Five Elements