Chapter 797

"Finally, a Spiritual Pupil has awakened?"

This was a dark, massive hall, its interior surging with darkness, black vapors rising as if capable of devouring all life, appearing gloomy and chilling.

Within the hall, layers of black stone seats stretched backward, and upon each black seat sat a figure, their bodies wreathed in shadow and malevolent energy, causing the space to tremble slightly.

The entire hall pulsed with malevolent energy that made the heart quake, like a hall of ten thousand demons.

At the center of the hall, thirty-two black thrones formed an arc extending outward, each bearing a massive demonic silhouette; as these silhouettes breathed, torrents of demonic Qi surged behind them, forming distinct demonic images that radiated boundless, terrifying demonic might.

Beneath the demonic might of these thirty-two silhouettes, the other dark shadows in the hall bowed their heads slightly, showing reverence.

At the very center of the thirty-two thrones sat a silhouette wreathed in demonic flames that alternated between pitch-black ink and pure white light, shifting back and forth in an eerie manner.

Beneath the demonic flames, a pair of emotionless eyes gazed out; where their gaze fell, space itself trembled slightly, as if in fear. It was this being who had just spoken.

"Which clan's Demon Emperor awakened the Spiritual Pupil?" A distant, low voice slowly emerged from within the demonic flames.

Beside him, on a throne, sat a figure shrouded in a black robe; the figure slowly raised its head, revealing a pale face—yet its eyes were swirling circles of black vortexes, profoundly strange, spinning with an indescribable eeriness that could bewilder anyone who dared to look.

His vortex-like demonic eyes glanced at the flaming silhouette, then a smile appeared on his pale face as he spoke softly: "Our God was once suppressed by the Daqian World's Will, crushed beneath the Celestial Scroll forged from the World's Will, his realm falling to the brink of Dominator status; thus, he deliberately destroyed his Nine Eyes and was sealed beneath North Desert Hill, awaiting a new Evil Pupil to absorb Daqian World's Spiritual Energy and reincarnate as a Spiritual Pupil."

"After five thousand nine hundred years, when the seal breaks, absorbing nine Spiritual Pupils will allow him to cultivate both Demon Qi and Spiritual Energy, free from the Celestial Scroll's suppression, restoring his divine power to the Dominator realm."

"The Spiritual Pupil possesses its own will—it will naturally seek a suitable host from our clan. Unfortunately, it was not my Heart Demon Clan that awakened it."

Nearby, another demonic silhouette spoke: "My Corpse Demon Clan has also not discovered any Spiritual Pupil."

This silhouette was wreathed in terrifying corpse energy; the corpse energy spread so thoroughly that even the air turned gray-white—he was Hei Shi, Clan Leader of the Corpse Demon Clan, Corpse Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Behind him, the thirty-two demonic silhouettes on the thrones each spoke in turn, representing the core power of the Domain Beyond's Evil Clan: the Thirty-Two Great Tribes.

But the outcome was unsurprising—all thirty-two Heavenly Demon Emperors of the Domain Beyond's Thirty-Two Great Tribes shook their heads.

The Domain Beyond's Evil Clan consists of thirty-two great tribes, each led by a Heavenly Demon Emperor. In the Daqian World, even Earth Supremes are not without ranks—just as Earth Supremes are divided into three tiers, so too are Heavenly Supremes: Spirit Rank Heavenly Supreme, Immortal Grade Heavenly Supreme, and Sage Rank Heavenly Supreme.

Likewise, the Domain Beyond's Demon Emperors have three tiers: You-level Demon Emperor, Xuan-level Demon Emperor, and the most powerful Tian-level Demon Emperor.

Hearing this, the foremost silhouette, wreathed in black-and-white demonic flames, furrowed his brow, and a distant voice echoed throughout every corner of the dark space.

"Regardless, one star has ignited within the Nine-Star Alignment Chart, proving that one Spiritual Pupil has already awakened—and the Daqian Alliance will open again in only a hundred years."

As he spoke, the thirty-one demonic silhouettes on the thrones all stirred with demonic light in their eyes, as if radiating chilling frost.

"Finally, the day has come!" growled Hei Shi, his corpse energy churning violently, faintly revealing countless spectral corpses.

"We have lain dormant for five thousand nine hundred years, waiting for the nine Spiritual Pupils to reincarnate. Now that one has, it is time we stir—let the Daqian World tremble beneath the terror of our Holy Clan." Another throne echoed with a voice; this silhouette had long, slender palms with jet-black nails that, when lightly drawn, effortlessly tore through space, radiating an eerily sharp, terrifying edge.

This silhouette was Zhan Tian, Clan Leader of the Blade Demon Clan, Slash Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Within the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, other demonic silhouettes let out demonic roars, brimming with slaughter.

"Hehe, those fools of the Daqian World truly believe their so-called Great Thousand Palace can stand against our Thirty-Two Tribes? The Green Robed Sword Saint, Lord of Immortality, True Dragon Emperor—they're nothing." One Heavenly Demon Emperor grinned cruelly, demonic Qi surging like tidal waves.

"We merely waited for our God to adapt to the Daqian World's Will's suppression, deliberately sealed for five thousand nine hundred years. Hehehe, those foolish Daqian World Heavenly Supremes think they won."

The foremost throne's flaming silhouette extended its hand, and instantly, all demonic roars fell silent, revealing its authority—this silhouette was none other than Sheng Tian, Clan Leader of the Holy Demon Clan, Holy Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Sheng Tian scanned the other thirty-one silhouettes and said gravely: "The nine Spiritual Pupils are the reincarnated origins of our God's former Nine Evil Eyes, possessing their own will. Since one has awakened, it has found a suitable host—we need not worry. The most urgent task now is to intensify our search for Lower Planes that have birthed a World Embryo. When our God is unsealed, he will enter a weakened state; the life force of Daqian World's beings and the World Embryo's power will accelerate his restoration."

The Domain Beyond's Thirty-Two Great Tribes are all monitored by the Daqian World's top factions; none of the thirty-two Clan Leaders can act freely. Thus, searching for World Embryos is typically left to lesser tribes—for example, in a corner of the Ten Thousand Demon Hall sat a demonic silhouette: this was Yi Mo, Clan Leader of the Alien Demon Clan, Alien Demon Emperor.

The Alien Demon Clan's strength among lesser tribes is only average to below-average; they have not yet reached Demon Emperor rank, but their combat power has reached the brink of Demon Emperor—just one step away.

At this moment, Yi Mo's eyes gleamed with pride, for his clan had long discovered a Lower Plane bearing a World Embryo; had it not been for a Great Perfection Earth Supreme and the Ice Spirit Clan blocking them, they would have seized the World Embryo already.

"Holy Heavenly Demon Emperor, rest assured—our Alien Demon Clan will soon present a Lower Plane bearing a World Embryo, along with its billions of lives, for our God's resurrection." Yi Mo spoke with loyal devotion.

Within the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, a chorus of affirmations rose; each demon lord cheered in unison, pledging loyalty, as demonic Qi surged throughout the hall.

"Holy Demon, the place where our God is sealed is protected by a World Array crafted by the Immortal Emperor at the cost of his life—we are repelled upon approach. How do we assist our God in breaking the seal?" The speaking silhouette radiated countless rays of demonic light; behind him, space rippled as if containing endless demonic seas, his demonic might astonishing—this was Ling Tian, Clan Leader of the Spirit Demon Clan, Spirit Heavenly Demon Emperor.

Sheng Tian lowered his eyelids slightly and said: "I have my own plans. All of you follow the strategy."

"Remember: this is our final chance. Though we occupy half of the Daqian World, we are still outsiders, forever rejected by this world. Only by fully conquering it can we erode its essence and take root, changing heaven and earth. Otherwise, after ten thousand years, even without Daqian World's people lifting a finger, we will gradually be repelled and purified by this world."

Upon hearing this, every demonic silhouette in the hall ignited with terrifying, icy malice in their eyes.

"Go. If you discover any of our kin bearing a Spiritual Pupil, bring them immediately to the Holy Land. All else proceeds as planned. The Daqian Alliance in a hundred years will be the day we help our God shatter his seal!"

Sheng Tian said no more; with a single calm word, the many demonic silhouettes rose, bowed respectfully to him, then dissolved into demonic light and vanished.

The thirty-two Clan Leaders likewise rose one by one, leaping across space, stirring up torrents of demonic energy.

Within mere seconds, the Ten Thousand Demon Hall stood empty. Sheng Tian lifted his head, his eyes burning with demonic flames, gazing toward the direction of the Daqian World, filled with fanaticism and madness.

"Our God, when you return, the Daqian World shall kneel beneath our clan's feet!"

"At that time, every living being in the Daqian World shall pay with blood for having sealed you for five thousand nine hundred years."

As Sheng Tian reveled in his own thoughts, one silhouette hesitated, not leaving the hall immediately.

"Tian Mo Long, what do you still wish to say?" Sheng Tian did not turn, his hands clasped behind his back, speaking calmly.

The Domain Beyond's Evil Clan also includes beasts; Tian Mo Long was the Dragon Clan of the Domain Beyond, one of the Thirty-Two Great Tribes. Yet his strength ranked only mid-to-lower among the thirty-two, inferior to the Daqian World's True Dragon Emperor, and thus was defeated by him, losing the corrupted Shen Shou Continent back to the Daqian World.

Because of that defeat, the Demon Dragon Clan's status became awkward; had Tian Mo Long not been a Heavenly Demon Emperor, he would have lost even his place among the Thirty-Two Great Tribes.

Tian Mo Long's black dragon eyes flickered with a glimmer; after hesitation, he said: "During that battle, I left behind a Spiritual Sense on Shen Shou Continent, so I could one day reclaim it. But recently, my Spiritual Sense lost contact."

"According to my investigation, a year ago, a squad of Daqian Palace Execution Demon Masters entered the corrupted Shen Shou Continent. It must have been one of them who discovered my Spiritual Sense and entered to purge it."

Hearing this, Sheng Tian slowly turned, fixing Tian Mo Long with an icy, piercing gaze. Even Tian Mo Long, himself a Heavenly Demon Emperor, broke into cold sweat under that look—among Heavenly Demon Emperors, there are still differences!

The Sheng Tian before him and Tian Xie Shen were of the same clan—Tian Xie Shen was of the Holy Demon Clan, possessing the ancient Holy God bloodline. But Sheng Tian's bloodline was far inferior to Tian Xie Shen's, preventing him from awakening the Demon Pupil.

"Five thousand years ago, a failure like you would have been executed, your SpiritFlesh and Spiritual Soul refined into a blood pool. We need no failures, and we tolerate no defeats." Sheng Tian's eyes flickered with fire, yet he ultimately did not strike—he had already been punished for his defeat to the True Dragon Emperor.

"Losing a Spiritual Sense clone is nothing. The most important task now is reviving our God. Do not stir up trouble. When our God awakens, the Dragon Clan of the Daqian World will become our beasts of burden."

Hearing Sheng Tian's words, Tian Mo Long's expression grew even more grave; he spoke solemnly: "I do not seek to launch an army to reclaim Shen Shou Continent. Before my Spiritual Sense was destroyed, it transmitted a blurred vision—the vision showed that squad of Execution Demon Masters… was annihilated by a man in white robes."

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Upon hearing this, Sheng Tian's expression shifted slightly, for Tian Mo Long's demeanor did not resemble boasting.

For five thousand nine hundred years, the Daqian Palace's Execution Demon Hall has hunted the Domain Beyond's Evil Clan and reclaimed occupied territories; there have been many victories and defeats—killing one squad of Execution Demon Masters is not unusual.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Tian Mo Long said: "My Spiritual Sense and the demonic energy I left behind were likely refined by that white-robed man. And that man—who annihilated the squad of Execution Demon Masters—is neither our kin nor a Daqian World native. He appears… to be a powerful being from a Lower Plane."

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"Lower Plane?!" The Holy Heavenly Demon Emperor also showed a hint of surprise upon hearing this.

What is a Lower Plane? Isn't it just a hunting ground for minor clans like the Demonic Demon Clan and the Blood Evil Clan? In the eyes of these Heavenly Demon Emperors, the Lower Plane is nothing more than a relatively hidden pig farm, where its people and the Planetary Embryo are all raised as pigs.

They aren't even worth the effort of a Demon Emperor—usually, Demon Kings are sent to locate Lower Planes.

When it's found, that's when the slaughter begins.

How could a powerful figure from a Lower Plane have refined the Demon Qi left behind by a Heavenly Demon Emperor—and even reversed the kill against a squad of Execution Demon Masters?!

Shouldn't the Lower Plane be aligned with the Great Thousand World?!

He still remembered the few powerful figures from the Lower Plane during the great war—those powerhouses with Original Physical Forms were no weaker than today's top-tier Saint-grade Earth Supremes like Qin Tian, the Green Robed Sword Saint, or the Lord of Immortality; all had reached the peak of Saint-grade.

"Can you find that white-robed man?" The Holy Heavenly Demon Emperor frowned, sensing something amiss.

The Heavenly Demon Dragon Emperor shook his head and said, "I once used the Holy Demon Source Art to search, but could not find any trace—something blocked my perception."

The Holy Heavenly Demon Emperor's eyes narrowed, suddenly flashing a strange light, and said gravely, "The Spiritual Pupil has awakened, yet none of the Thirty-Two Great Tribes or minor clans have received word—no one was chosen by the Spiritual Pupil? Could something unexpected have occurred?"

"Send people to investigate the white-robed man. Do not let the Great Thousand World discover it. Proceed with the rest of the plan."

The Heavenly Demon Dragon Emperor nodded heavily and said, "I understand."

After the Heavenly Demon Dragon Emperor vanished, the Holy Heavenly Demon Emperor looked up at the blood moon in the sky and murmured to himself, "An unknown variable has appeared?"

Meanwhile, the variables in the Great Thousand World and the Domain Beyond were fleeing.

"Youngster, surrender now while you still can—otherwise, I'll make you wish you were dead!" A voice rang out across the entire Fire Realm behind Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian.

Xiao Yan unleashed the Ancient Phoenix Wings, fully extending them as he fled at full speed; the gray Strange Fire emitted a gravitational pull that slowed the black shadow behind him, so even though the pursuer was a fully perfected Earth Supreme, he could not catch up to Xiao Yan for the moment.

But it was clear the opponent did not intend to kill Xiao Yan immediately—he wanted Xiao Yan's Secret Treasures, perhaps even Xiao Yan himself.

"Youngster, you are an outstanding Alchemist. Join my Sect. If you serve my Sect, I may even spare your Strange Fire—you may keep it." The black shadow suddenly transmitted a voice to Xiao Yan, attempting to persuade him to surrender.

One must understand that Xiao Yan is now not just an Upper Earth Supreme; the alchemy technique he just displayed has even surpassed Cao Zi of the ancient Wancao Plains. This alchemy art is enough to make any Heavenly Supreme faction salivate with envy.

Xiao Yan and Xiao Yixian, fighting as they fled, ran relentlessly; though Xiao Yan bore some wounds, he still radiated vigor.

Xiao Yan glanced beyond the Five Elements Spirit Soil—the other four fully perfected Earth Supremes of the Five Spirit Clans had also broken free and entered the deepest reaches of the Ling Realm. Now, the five ancestral fully perfected Earth Supremes of the Five Spirit Clans were battling the several black shadows atop the Altar, interrupting the Altar's absorption of the Planetary Embryo.

Dozens of fully perfected Earth Supremes erupted into a colossal battle in the sky, all targeting the Sky Island—everyone sought to seize the Planetary Embryo.

Seeing the massive battle above, Xiao Yan suddenly smiled, silently sneering in his heart: "Old bastard dares to lay hands on me? Wait until Xiao Yixian obtains the Other Shore Flower—today, you'll all be trapped here!"

At this moment, no one noticed that Xiao Yixian had vanished since the beginning.

But then again, who would pay attention to a woman who hadn't even reached Lower Earth Supreme? Everyone assumed Xiao Yixian had already fled the Five Elements Spirit Soil. No one imagined that Xiao Yan possessed a strange Spiritual Pupil—one capable of Transmigration through Space, slipping inside the Planetary Embryo!

In fact, the Heavenly Saint Sect and others had guessed correctly—it wasn't a Planetary Embryo at all, but a Demonic Fetus corrupted by Demon Qi. The round, stone-like Spiritual Pupil Xiao Yan had obtained had not yet fully awakened—it needed to absorb the Demonic Fetus to truly stir.

This Demonic Fetus was formed from the fusion of Spiritual Energy and Demon Qi, possessing both—hence why it could give birth to the Other Shore Flower, a divine plant requiring both energies to manifest.

At this moment, deep within the Sky Island, a round eyeball suddenly emerged from twisted Space, carving open a Void Passage.

"Is this the interior of the Planetary Embryo?" From the passage torn open by the eyeball stepped Xiao Yixian, clad in a plain robe.

Xiao Yixian had broken into the enemy's stronghold!

(End of Chapter)