Deathly silence. Absolute deathly silence.
Above the ruins of the Myriad Demon Cave, even the last wisp of smoke had dispersed. Old Demon Hu Qinglei's Deity Transformation Early Stage body and primordial spirit had been utterly shredded and devoured. Only a faint, elusive scorched smell lingered in the air, proof that this titan of the demonic path had ever existed.
The two cultivators from the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion had long since been struck dumb, like figures sculpted from clay and carved from wood. They stared at Han Li as though beholding a Primordial Demon God newly awakened. The terrifying pressure that had just erupted from him, fusing Primordial Magnetic Divine Light with true demon qi, made even breathing difficult for them, despite their own Nascent Soul cultivation. An irresistible urge to submit rose from the depths of their souls.
"S-Senior Han..." one cultivator said tremulously, his voice shaking with fear. "The Heavenly Demon Sect... has been wiped from existence."
"Mm."
Han Li nodded slightly, his face expressionless. He slowly withdrew his palm, and the dark-gold, glasslike sheen surrounding him gradually faded. Beneath his skin, the mysterious dark-gold patterns also stopped moving. Yet his Deity Transformation Early Stage cultivation remained unfathomable as an abyss, immovable as a mountain, bringing even the surrounding spiritual energy to a standstill.
He turned, his mismatched eyes-silver radiance in the left, demonic flames in the right-regarding the two Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion cultivators without a ripple of emotion. "How did the task go?" he asked indifferently.
"Reporting to you, Senior," the other cultivator hurriedly bowed and replied, his voice filled with heartfelt awe. "The storehouse has been destroyed, and all the spirit stones and pills have been taken. Following Elder Shi Jian's instructions, we hid the spirit stones throughout the rear mountain, creating chaos and diverting the