The demons revived, and the world descended into chaos.
"Hall Master, have you remembered something wrong? Weren't demon seeds all that remained in the Demon-Subduing Land? The histories recorded that ten thousand years ago, the demons were either sent back into the rift passage or killed by cultivators. How... how could they possibly revive?"
Xia Jue smiled faintly, just as he always did. "That's why I say history books can lie, too. Of course, perhaps they didn't consider it a lie. After all, they put these demons to sleep for ten thousand years. To people who have long since turned to dust, that probably wasn't much different from death."
As they spoke, the group arrived at the entrance to the Demon-Subduing Land.
One disciple whispered, "Why did it take me so long to get in, but less than half a day to get out?"
Feng Qi glanced at the disciple behind him, and the disciple immediately shut his mouth.
"It was Shrinking Earth to Inches."
Ultimately, without the Gray-Clothed Man, the Demon-Subduing Land amounted to little in Xia Jue's eyes.
After delivering everyone there, Xia Jue vanished alone into the Demon-Subduing Land once more.
Only after his figure disappeared did Feng Qi suddenly seem to remember something. He smacked his forehead. "How did I forget to ask the Hall Master to try pulling out that sword, too!"
Feng Qi heaved a deep sigh, then looked back at the pitch-black, seemingly bottomless Demon-Subduing Land. With a heavy sweep of his sleeve, he said somberly, "Return to the sect!"
Elsewhere, Ning Fan had not had as smooth a journey as Feng Qi. He took a long, winding route before finally discovering the formation he sought.
Upon seeing the formation, Ning Fan did the same thing Feng Qi had done. He stepped