Deep Abyss.
The pale sun and moon hung high in the sky, one in the east and one in the west, neither shifting nor moving. If a Purple Mansion cultivator examined them closely, they would detect something intangible standing between them, casting shadows and transforming heaven and earth.
Some demons entered Deep Abyss to gather information or trade goods. After all, Deep Abyss could shut out the methods of Immortal Dao and Buddha; outside, they might well fall into some Maha's or True Person's schemes.
Others came to cultivate their spiritual sense and gather spirit treasures. This realm was built from pure spirit, and what it produced were actually spirit treasures of the Hearing the Nether path, which could nourish the soul and strengthen spiritual sense.
Still others had abandoned their physical bodies for all manner of reasons, leaving them no choice but to become ghost-cultivator-like beings and dwell here permanently.
Xu Xuan stood motionless above the dark waves. His location was precisely Heaven Pool's reflection in Deep Abyss, shrunk to roughly a hundredth of its size. Beneath the sea, he could faintly make out an enormous, savage, ink-black dragon body churning.
A remnant left by a Dragon Lord.
If cultivators at Purple Mansion and below were merely individual beings, then Golden Cores were phenomena. Heaven and earth remembered their every movement. Indeed, countless rivers and mountains had changed their courses, seas had dried up, and stars had fallen throughout history because these mighty beings had acted.
"Great Sage."
Xu Xuan softly uttered the title, something stirring in his heart.
This was the highest title among demons. Only those born as Golden Cores who then leaped into Nascent Soul could bear it. Kunpeng, for example, had not possessed this title at first. Only after joining Fengxuan and achieving Nascent Soul