Chapter 569: Chapter 568: The Sea Eye Seal Breaks, Ten Great Saints Emerge!

The ancient runes, with an imposing aura, soared skywards.

Like the Sea Eye of the abyss, everything around it collapsed.

Steles were engulfed by flowing sands, merging into the abyss unseen, and the light of the runes, like flickering candles in the wind, extinguished one after another.

But beneath the abyss, flames gradually emerged, some crimson red, others ghostly green.

No.

These weren’t flames.

They’re the ominous gaze from below the abyss!

"The North Sea holds more than the Dragon Race, is there something else below?"

This unusual change made all the Quasi-Saints observing the North Sea battlefield exclaim in unison.

Even the Demon Ancestor, Mencius, and Eastern Venerable Emperor Chong’en, who battled fiercely for a seat until heaven and earth shattered.

At this moment, they also stopped the battle in unison, gazing suspiciously at the abyss.

"Why... does it feel familiar?"

"It shouldn’t be... it shouldn’t be?"

Unease arose in the Demon Ancestor’s heart, the ominous gaze from beneath the abyss made it feel a chill down its spine, a shocking suspicion faintly rose in its heart, but it felt absurd.

The result.

Accompanied by the shifting sands taking all the array bases with them around the Sea Eye, a laugh that made the Demon Ancestor’s hair stand on end finally came from beneath the abyss.

"Primordial Demon, long time no see."

The greeting from beneath the abyss carried a hint of playfulness, with a hint of a sinister laugh.

Both Eastern Venerable Emperor Chong’en and Mencius raised their eyebrows, simultaneously looking at the Demon Ancestor.

In an even more ancient era.

The Demon Ancestor, was originally called the Primordial Demon.

"Gui Che... Gui Che?"

"You... you’re still alive?"

The Demon Ancestor’s face changed dramatically, looking at the abyss with eyes filled with shock and anger.

The voice just now came from one of the Ten Great Saints of the Demon Race, Gui Che!

However, the reason the Demon Ancestor’s expression changed dramatically didn’t end there.

"What, we’re still alive, and you don’t seem too pleased?"

Another sinister voice came, like the cry of an eagle with a sharp voice, suddenly making one’s heart leap into their throat.

"Nine Infants..."

The Demon Ancestor’s face turned ashen, and even its voice trembled slightly.

"So, you haven’t forgotten us..."

Beneath the abyss, sinister laughter echoed one after another.

The Demon Ancestor’s expression was extremely grim, it gritted its teeth and one by one, spoke the names beneath the abyss.

"Fei Lian!"

"Gui Che!"

"Zi Tie!"

"Qin Yuan!"

"Ji Meng!"

"Shang Yang!"

"Nine Infants!"

"Fei Dan... Ying Zhao... Bai Ze..."

The Demon Ancestor’s face was as ugly as could be.

And the others, after hearing the names the Demon Ancestor uttered, also looked at each other in disbelief.

"Beneath the abyss, are the once sealed Demon Race Ten Great Saints?"

"Oh my gods..."

"Are they still alive?"

The Quasi-Saints all gasped, their eyes filled with shock.

As Quasi-Saints.

Those present were generally very ancient beings.

They had vivid memories of the Demon Race Ten Great Saints who were already Quasi-Saints existing during the Witch-Demon Era.

It could be said.

When the Demon Race Ten Great Saints dominated the world, many of the Quasi-Saints present were just ants who had barely stepped into cultivation!

They never imagined, after the Ten Great Saints had supposedly died in the Witch-Demon War, several eras later, they would reappear in the world again...

This was too shocking, catching everyone off guard.

But, there was one person who seemed to already know the situation beneath the North Sea.

That was Eastern Venerable Emperor Chong’en!

As one of the former confidants of Emperor Haotian, he was among the few aware of the truth behind the Dragon Race’s suppression of the Sea Eye back then.

"Alas..."

"In the end, they have escaped?"

Venerable Emperor Chong’en’s expression grew heavy, his heart filled with anxiety.

In fact, ever since the Ancient Wilderness Dragon Race was released, he knew this day would come, and when the Celestial Dao Gate descended here, it made him extremely anxious.

But there was nothing he could do.

The Land of Sanctification could not be changed, even though he worried that the war would hasten the damage of the Sea Eye Array, he still had no choice but to fight with all his might, hoping to ascend the Celestial Dao Gate before the Demon Race Ten Great Saints could escape.

Unfortunately, he was still a step too late.

"Could it be that the seat today will fall into the hands of the Demon Race..."

Venerable Emperor Chong’en looked deeply contemplative, casting a sidelong glance at Mencius.

Mencius, however, looked at the Demon Ancestor, pondering, "It seems the Demon Race Ten Great Saints have grudges against you?"

The Demon Ancestor’s face was somber, not mentioning the past, merely saying to Mencius and Eastern Venerable Emperor Chong’en: "Let’s temporarily join forces, deal with them first, and then compete for the seat!"

"Otherwise, the fight between the dragon and tiger will only end up benefiting them."

Hearing this, Venerable Emperor Chong’en was momentarily stunned, but quickly realized something, saying to Mencius, "Indeed."

Mencius was about to nod in agreement.

At that moment, ten beams of demonic light burst forth from the Sea Eye, the terrifying aura of Quasi-Saints pierced through the starry sky, causing massive star extinction.

The Sea Eye quaked, splitting into fragments, and in the abyss, the demonic light glimmered.

Finally, with a deafening roar, the Ten Great Saints of the Demon Race successfully broke the seal, emerging from the abyss, one after another, manifesting above the North Sea.

The auras of ten Quasi-Saints combined, almost causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

They were each unique, some stepping majestically like Qilin, some sporting nine heads with demonic energy soaring skyward, others shrouded in cold winds with the wailing of a hundred ghosts, some so massive they blotted out the sky with limbs like pillars.

Standing over the North Sea, they seemed like ferocious beasts from the Primordial Chaos.

Instilling fear in the world’s strong!

The Quasi-Saints observing from all directions couldn’t help but marvel at the might of the Demon Race Ten Great Saints!

In the Witch-Demon War, they were tainted with much blood, even after several eras, the demonic energy on them couldn’t be erased.

"Oh Primordial Demon, we are kin, and back then we fought side by side as brothers."

"Why is it, after so long, you don’t welcome us, and even plan to join others against your own kin?"

Gui Che flapped its large wings, circling in the sky, its nine heads expressing different emotions, some sighing, some disappointed, some sneering, some furious, producing a voice eerily like multiple people speaking simultaneously, chilling to the bone.

"What’s so strange about that? Didn’t it rise to power by turning against its kin and betraying Demon Emperor Di Jun, only to be later revered as the Demon Ancestor by future generations?" Ying Zhao said coldly.

Ying Zhao was the only one among the Ten Great Saints with a human face, though with a human face on a horse’s body, and wings on its back.

"Wha... what?"

Though Ying Zhao’s voice wasn’t loud, it didn’t hold back, naturally reaching the ears of the gathered strong.

For a moment, many looked at each other in disbelief.

Mencius too squinted his eyes, indeed, there was an old grudge between the Demon Ancestor and the Ten Great Saints.

But he hadn’t expected that the Demon Ancestor had actually betrayed Demon Emperor Di Jun back then? 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Mencius frowned at the Demon Ancestor, the Demon Ancestor’s face at that time flushed red.