While Xiao Yan was refining the Saint Demon Flame, the Great Thousand World's campaign to eradicate the Extraterritorial Evil Clan was also drawing to a close. Although some battered remnants remained, they posed no threat whatsoever. The Great Thousand Palace had already assembled a team to search the various planes for their traces. Once any were found, they would be rooted out and destroyed.
As for the reclaimed planes and continents, they had been occupied by the Extraterritorial Evil Clan for so long that demonic energy had polluted entire planes, leaving them uninhabitable for the time being. To address this problem, however, the Great Thousand World had dispatched many Heavenly Sovereigns to use their spiritual power day and night to purify the demonic energy. Given enough time, they would surely restore those lands to their original state.
Everyone believed that the demonic calamity which had plagued the Great Thousand World for tens of thousands of years had finally ended. The Great Thousand Palace even held a victory banquet, inviting all the superpowers that had participated in the campaign to celebrate. Yet none of them expected a sudden upheaval to strike at the very height of their joy.
The ground of the Northern Desolate Mound suddenly began to rumble violently. Immediately afterward, an immense pillar of demonic energy shot into the sky. An indescribable demonic might raged within it, and its terrifying pressure filled even Late Saint Grade experts such as the Undying Lord with dread from the depths of their hearts.
"What is that?" Countless Heavenly Sovereigns hurriedly flew toward the Northern Desolate Mound. Within the demonic pillar, a hazy silhouette slowly emerged. Though he was still far away, the aura emanating from him made the pupils of every expert present contract.
"More than forty thousand years... this god has