Kunlun, Death Valley.
The earth split open. Purple poison miasma was shredded by the raging spiritual energy.
Amid thunderous rumbling, Death Valley, originally barely a hundred li deep, stretched into the Vast Primeval Mountains, spanning over a thousand li. Towering ancient trees sprang from the ground, every leaf shimmering with astonishing spiritual radiance.
"Roar!"
Tens of thousands of demon beasts threw back their heads and roared.
Ten powerful waves of Nascent Soul pressure shot skyward, scattering the clouds.
"The great age! The great age is upon us!" A Black Bear Great Demon clad in heavy armor laughed wildly at the sky, his eyes bloodshot and his voice shaking the forests. "Spiritual energy has returned! That damned hundred-year agreement no longer counts! Lads, follow me down the mountain! Slaughter the Human Race and turn their glittering world into food for our Demon Tribe!"
The demons erupted in excitement, bloodthirsty greed gleaming in their eyes.
"Fool."
An icy voice rose from the bottom of the abyss.
The next second, an enormous hand of demonic aura materialized, blotting out the sky. With a bang, it swatted the early Nascent Soul Black Bear Great Demon into the rock wall like a fly, smashing out a humanoid crater dozens of meters deep.
Dead silence fell.
Clad in white, Di Shisan walked up through the air. His dark-gold slit pupils held a chilling ruthlessness.
"Your Highness, Demon Prince!" The demons prostrated themselves.
Di Shisan surveyed this vast, utterly transformed territory. A flicker of fervor crossed his eyes, only to be swiftly suppressed by profound solemnity.
"The change has come early." Di Shisan stood with his hands behind his back, his voice carrying across the mountains. "Folded space has opened, and the Ancestral Star's shackles have shattered. Opportunity lies before us."
The Black Bear Great Demon crawled