Ever since Lu Ren was imprisoned in the Forbidden Demon Dungeon, the battles erupting across the Immortal Battlefield had only grown fiercer and fiercer.
On the thirteenth-, fourteenth-, and all Immortal Arenas below the twelfth level, the Demon Immortal Clan and Dao One Immortal Realm camps had fought back and forth evenly.
Only on the twelfth-level Immortal Arena had the Demon Immortal Clan never won since the Ancient Demon Fetus, Lu Jiantu, took command.
What was even more terrifying was that Lu Jiantu was only a Hundred-Tier Immortal. Yet those Thousand-Tier Immortal geniuses of the Demon Immortal Clan who could exchange blows with him could scarcely withstand three moves under his hands.
Moreover, only one year remained of the hundred-year period Lu Jiantu had agreed upon. In another year, Lu Jiantu would abandon the twelfth-level Immortal Arena.
Thus, over these years, Thousand-Tier Immortal powerhouses from the Demon Immortal Clan had often challenged Lu Jiantu, only to suffer defeat every time.
Taicang Immortal Realm, Undying Realm, atop a colossal pitch-black mountain.
A majestic tower stood there.
Figures in black robes stood guard all around the tower. Their immortal auras were immensely powerful; they were surprisingly all experts at least in the Hundred-Tier Immortal Realm.
A massive plaque hung above the tower, bearing five imposing words: "Thirty-Six Ancestor Pavilion."
At this moment, more than thirty elderly men sat gathered within the tower. They were precisely the ancestors of the Thirty-Six Ancestor Pavilion.
Of course, apart from them, there were four others: the clan leaders of the four clans—the Demon Saint Son, Hun Xingying, Gui Tianyin, and Yan Taichu.
"The Ancient Demon Fetus will leave the battlefield in one year. If we do not defeat him, it will likely affect our morale in the Immortal War in the future!"
"This Ancient Demon Fetus