A Great Change Has Swept the World, Dark Clouds Loom Overhead

"Nine Nether."

When those two words rang out, the air suddenly froze.

It was not merely a place name, but a poisonous thorn driven deep into the hearts of all living beings—the very synonym of disaster and ill omen.

Open the mottled annals of history, and wherever the Devil Race passed, mountains of corpses rose like forests and seas of blood ran rampant. All living beings were harvested like grass, leaving behind only dead cities piled high with bones.

Everyone present was an unparalleled powerhouse who ruled over a region, with Supreme Immortal Sects and great kingly factions standing behind them. Precisely because of this, they knew better than anyone just how terrifying Nine Nether truly was.

During that earth-shaking war, who knew how many ancestors had fallen beneath the claws of the Devils? Even now, deep within their sect ancestral halls, those spirit tablets hanging high and those ever-burning soul lamps silently recounted the tragedy of that calamity.

"How could this be...? There are clearly still nine thousand years until the end of the Era!"

The Penglai Sect Master stared at the roiling pool, his voice hoarse and filled with deep suspicion.

By the decrees of Heaven and Earth, only when the Era was destroyed and the Heaven and Earth Laws collapsed would the Xuanmen between the two realms open. Yet the human world was currently at its peak—why could the Devil Race descend ahead of time?

"This is probably inseparable from the Heart Demon Emperor."

Qi Yuan clenched both fists, his expression so gloomy it seemed water might drip from it. "Thirty years ago, the Heart Demon Emperor slaughtered the four great Divine Beast clans, his vicious might soaring to the heavens. If Dao Lord had not turned the tide, our Qilin Clan would probably have met with