Fifteen Years of Change, a Silver Lump of Flesh Obtained!

In the fifteenth year of the Myriad Demons Calendar, summer and autumn alternated.

Fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye; all sides of the Myriad Demon Domain have also ushered in a world-shaking transformation.

Having conquered eight states and integrated the essence of the Withered Wood Secret Realm, the Myriad Demon Mountain Range now present a truly magnificent and ever-changing landscape.

Nestled among the mountains, the rich Spiritual Qi transforms into rain, gently nourishing every inch of the land.

Most of the originally destroyed Spirit Vein have been fully restored; moreover, dozens of new branches have emerged.

The demon caves are built against the mountain, like stars scattered in the vast forest.

Purple Firmament Peak and White Cloud Peak stand side by side, reaching straight into the sky, like two pillars that stabilize the sea and suppress the fortune of the Myriad Demon Domain.

In the mountains and fields, one can see low-level Demon Beast that have awakened their intelligence everywhere, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

The Golden Core Demon General ' escape lights occasionally pierced the sky as they patrolled their territory; the six bear-like beings guarded the central core, Flying Feather Clan soared through the heavens.

The various Demon General who surrendered each performed their respective duties.

The myriad demons thrive and multiply, teeming with life; here, there is no absolute suppression of bloodlines, only naked power and hierarchy.

The coexistence of all races and their flourishing prosperity have become an unstoppable trend, taking full shape on this land.

In stark contrast to the flourishing of the Myriad Demon Domain, the eastern part of the continent was shrouded in gloom and despair.

Wei Kingdom, Grand Purity Sect Ancestral Hall.

The ever-burning lamp flickered, casting a dim light; the emaciated body of the Profound Purity Ancestor sat on a futon, exuding a dense aura of death.

His skin was as loose as tree bark, and his once unfathomable Nascent Soul aura was now even weaker than that of Golden Core cultivator.

"Ancestor..."

Several Nascent Soul, including Zhaohuo and Xuanlie, remained silent or spoke with sorrowful voices.

Ancestor Profound Purity opened his cloudy eyes and scanned the empty hall; in its heyday, the Grand Purity Sect produced Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators.

Now, although there are still four Nascent Soul in charge, only a few big cats and little cats remain.

"I've been scheming my whole life."

"They wanted to protect Grand Purity, and they wanted other sects of the Human Race to take the fall; in the end, they became the sinners of the Human Race."

He raised his hand tremblingly, trying to grasp something, but only grasped emptiness; he couldn't hold onto anything.

"We can't hold on any longer..."

"The Wei Kingdom cannot be defended."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ancestor Profound Purity's arm fell limply to his side.

His Nascent Soul completely disintegrated, his lifespan exhausted, and he vanished into nothingness; clearly, he was the culprit behind the decline of Human Race.

Now, however, he has become one of the few who can pass away peacefully.

How pathetic, how laughable.

The last pillar supporting the Grand Purity Sect has collapsed.

The news of Profound Purity's passing could not be kept secret from all sides; within three days, the Demon Beast army from the Northern Heavenly Ape Domain pressed in.

Yuan Shan, wielding a colossal pillar, intimidated the four Nascent Soul of the Grand Purity Sect.

The two Demon King, Mountain-Moving and Sea-Overturning, led a million Demon Beast and charged straight in.

The cultivators scattered and fled, and another province of the Wei Kingdom fell completely.

Thus, the four Human Race that had once ruled the Profound Spirit Continent for thousands of years were now defunct in name only; the Human Race was reduced to only one state in the southernmost part of the Wei Kingdom, bordering the Southern Flood Dragon Domain.

This state was tacitly preserved by the four major demon domains.

It wasn't that the Demon Race had taken pity on them, but rather that the four demon realms had reached a consensus: domestication; the Human Race reproduces extremely quickly, and the flesh and blood of cultivators are a great tonic for the Demon Race race.

To exterminate them completely is tantamount to killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

It would be better to leave one province untouched, allowing the Human Race to eke out a living there; each year, Demon Beast from the four demon domains could enter this province according to a quota for "hunting".

The Human Race, once high and mighty, viewing Demon Race as mere materials and spirit pets, has now been utterly reduced to a blood-sucking warehouse for the Demon Race.

How arrogant the Human Race was back then! They established Beast Pasturing Mountain in various places and regularly hunted down Demon Beast to obtain Demon Beast resources.

But now, everything has reversed; the Demon Beast have begun to learn from the Human Race's methods, raising Human Race as resources for cultivators.

This world, in the end, is a cannibalistic place.

The boundless South Sea, a deep-sea dragon palace.

Inside the Ten Thousand Year Mysterious Ice Marrow Pool, the little golden dragon that was still struggling had now completely lost its luster.

Ao Hai stood by the pool, his black armor covered in frost, his eyes bloodshot.

"Big brother..."

Ao Hai clenched his fists, but Ao Qin's Nascent Soul ultimately couldn't hold on.

True Lord Fang Yi's devastating explosion damaged Ao Qin's very soul; after fifteen years, his soul completely collapsed and vanished.

"Brother Hai, what should we do now?"

The two dragon lords, Ao Feng and Ao Xiao, stood on either side of the rear, their expressions filled with fear.

With Ao Qin dead, the Flood Dragon Clan completely lost its leader; the three Nascent Soul alone were simply not enough to maintain order.

Let alone heading north for revenge, even those Eight-Clawed Giant Beast in the East Sea would probably dare to take the opportunity to bite us now.

Ao Hai took a deep breath, suppressing the violence in his heart.

"Keep the death a secret."

"Announce to the outside world that the eldest brother is in seclusion, undergoing a profound transformation to rebuild his physical body; issue the order to abandon all land-based strongholds."

"The entire Flood Dragon Domain shall retreat to the deep sea and withdraw from the struggle for supremacy on land."

"The resources on land..."

"Just let it go."

"Leave a few Golden Core Realm Flood Dragon to make a show of things in the Flood Dragon Domain; the direct descendants of the clan should retreat into the depths of the sea eye to recuperate."

"That mad bear Shi Jian is currently riding high; we must avoid his advance."

The Flood Dragon Clan, an ancient tribe that once dominated the south, has been severely damaged and can only retreat from the stage in disgrace.

The Flood Dragon Domain now exists in name only.

The Myriad Demon Domain, Purple Firmament Peak.

A fierce wind whipped up the sea of clouds, and purple-gold lightning flashed in the Thunder Pool.

Shu Changfeng went up the mountain to report, his expression excited:

"Your Majesty, that old devil from the Grand Purity Sect has been confirmed dead; the Heavenly Ape Domain has gained an advantage, swallowing up another province."

"Now, the Human Race only has one state left. As you instructed, Kuang Dou has already led people to demarcate the border. From now on, our Myriad Demon Domain will be able to harvest a batch of blood food every year."

Shu Changfeng spoke with great enthusiasm, his mustache twitching.

"What about the Flood Dragon Clan?"

"According to investigations, almost all of the Flood Dragon's forces have retreated to the South Sea Dragon Palace."

"Judging from the movements of the Flood Dragon Clan, that Ao Qin is most likely dead; otherwise, Dragon Lords Ao Hai and Ao Feng would not have so easily given up their interests on land."

After listening, Shi Jian said calmly, "It was expected. The Profound Spirit Continent is now completely peaceful."

"The dispute with the mainland ends here."

"The eight provinces are enough for the Myriad Demon Domain to digest for a long time; Heavenly Ape Domain and the Sea Beast Demon Domain, as long as they don't cross the border, let them go."

"We can't just focus on this cemetery."

Shu Changfeng was taken aback for a moment, but didn't dare to ask any more questions; the ancestor's vision was far beyond what he, a mere Wind Rat, could fathom.

"Changfeng, how's the matter I entrusted to Baoshan going?"

Shi Jian changed the subject, and Shu Changfeng immediately straightened his back, took out a Storage Bag from his pocket, and presented it with both hands.

"Your Majesty, these are treasures that Baoshan and Hui Shu have unearthed from several secret locations over the past fifteen years; there are many fine items among them."

"But..."

Shu Changfeng lowered his voice, his expression becoming serious.

"Baoshan is located deep beneath the Supreme Purity Sect, in a certain dilapidated space; a strange object was unearthed there. Hui Shu once said that the spatial Dao patterns on that object originated from the same source as the Kunyuan Secret Realm."

"Based on the layout of that space, it somewhat resembles an array."

"We cannot see through it; we humbly request that the Ancestor examine it."

Upon hearing this, Shi Jian raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

"Let's take it out and see."

Shu Changfeng responded, and then took out a silvery orb that was entirely silver and emitted a rich, vibrant energy from his Storage Bag.

The ball of light landed in Shi Jian's hand, and it felt like a soft ball of flesh.

It contains an extremely pure Space Dao energy; it's like a piece of living flesh, carrying a hint of the eerie.

"What is this thing?"