``` [Purgatory Demon Venerable fell silent.]
[To wait for you to defect willingly and conquer the Human Realm at the lowest possible cost, he had waited a full four or five hundred years!]
[After all that time, he was now being told that he had waited for nothing? That you had never intended to defect at all?]
[Purgatory Demon Venerable's first thought was that this was impossible.]
[Because what you had done made no sense whatsoever.]
[What difference would buying a few more centuries make? He would still occupy the Human Realm.]
[As for your fate, you would either die or be tortured to death. There was no third option.]
[Under those circumstances, what were you after?]
[Could there truly be beings in this world who would abandon their lives and cultivation paths just to let their home realm cling to life for another few centuries?]
[Purgatory Demon Venerable could not understand.]
[Whoosh-]
[Purgatory Demon Venerable burned with fury, terrifying black currents bursting forth.]
[A moment later, Purgatory Demon Venerable calmed down.]
["Invite them over."]
[Purgatory Demon Venerable spoke in a low voice, looking at the White-Haired Devil.]
[By "them," he naturally meant the late fifth-tier Devil Lords.]
[With the woman from the Devil Moon Clan giving him a definite answer, Purgatory Demon Venerable now had only one thought: sweep through the Human Realm as quickly as possible, capture you alive, extract your divine soul, and cast it into the flames of the Demon Abyss to burn in torment for ten thousand years.]
[Human Realm, Heavenly Sword Peak.]
[You had just been about to cultivate when you vaguely sensed an extremely indistinct feeling of being watched flash past.]
["Someone is performing divination on me?"]
[You were startled. You were a Fourth-Tier Upper-Grade Divination Grandmaster, with Spirit Transformation cultivation to