As the eyes slowly closed, an invisible spiritual power suddenly surged from the sea of consciousness, trembling and condensing into the Divine Soul Void Fire, spreading towards that Disaster Dao.

The power of Qiu Taoguang's soul, which was already trapped, grew increasingly weak.

The howling wind in the void ceased, leaving only the faint sound of burning Void Fire, and as time passed, the Disaster Dao quietly transformed.

...

A year later, outside the Ancient Demon Sect relics.

Over a dozen figures stood proudly across the sky, their mighty and profound momentum traversing the long sky like radiant suns, exuding supreme majesty.

The vast and magnificent power of Great Dao lingered and surged endlessly, the faintly revealed immense pressure around them seemed unbearable for the heavens and earth, resonating with constant buzzing tremors.

In the position directly west, an elder clad in a blood-pattern black robe stood with hands behind his back, surrounded by pitch-black demonic energy, almost substantial, as if merging with the heavens and earth.

His eyes were deep as an abyss, faintly flickering with blood-colored light, his robes fluttered without wind, the void beneath his feet twisted slightly, as if even space trembled and moaned under his pressure, appearing as a demon god emerging from hell, invoking unwarranted fear.

Nearby, a war chariot drawn by nine hideous beasts lay in mid-air, the chariot was entirely black, embedded with numerous blood-colored runes, emitting chilling Evil Qi.

On the chariot, a Demon Monarch clad in blood-colored armor and with horns on his head sat leisurely, casually fiddling with a blood-drinking dagger, its tip faintly glimmering with blood light, seemingly capable of tearing the sky at any moment.

With cold and sharp eyes, the Demon Monarch defiantly surveyed the relic guarded by the Great Array, a mocking smile curling at his lips.

Directly east, opposite them, lay a floating Jade Platform, the platform entirely crystal-clear, emitting gentle light, forming a stark contrast with the dark and bloody aura of the Demon Sect and Demon Clan.

On the Jade Platform, shadows intermingled, a middle-aged man, robed in white, stood with hands behind his back, his features like a painting, his temperament ethereal, seemingly removed from the mundane world.

He was surrounded by a layer of gentle immortal light, resonating with the heavens and earth, and in every movement, a surge of grandeur and righteousness was present.

Beside him, an elder with a kind face and golden Daoist robe sat cross-legged, holding a horsetail whisk, with serene golden light circulating and accumulating on the whisk, seemingly capable of purifying all filth in the world.

The elder's brows and eyes were lowered, his gaze deep and tranquil, as if he could see through all things, yet carried a trace of unassailable majesty.

Though both sides did not clash, each occupied one side, confronting each other, yet the profound aura emanated invisibly clashed intensely in the void, creating ripples, ultimately a battle without rupture, tacitly maintaining a delicate balance.

With the ability to wield such power in every gesture, their identities naturally became evident, members of the Eight Great Sects and Demon Sect and Demon Clan, holding the most transcendent position of Daoist Monarch of Vientiane Realm!

These over a dozen peerless powerhouses were the true orchestrators behind the Ancient Demon Sect relics!

On the Jade Platform, several deep or tranquil gazes fell upon the relic guarded by the Great Array, where a Daoist Monarch with a feather crown and green robe raised his brows slightly, speaking softly:

"After so much time has passed, there should finally be a resolution within the relic."

Upon hearing this, the leading white-robed man nodded slightly, glanced away to the distant void filled with demonic energy, and spoke indifferently:

"With Zong Yue leading the team, we naturally have no worries. Among the Demon Sect and Demon Clan's Nirvana Realm True Monarchs, none can match him. Neither Qiu Taoguang, the Demon Sect's First True Inheritor, nor the two princes of the Demon Clan can be his opponents. Considering the time, it's about to end."

In bland words, the confidence in Zong Yue was unmistakable, clearly, he was from the Dao Yi Sect as a Daoist Monarch of Vientiane Realm.

Following his words, the Daoist Robed elder with white brows chuckled lightly, raised his hand to caress the whisk, and said:

"Daoist Monarch Taicang's words are true. The talent of your Sect's Zong Qingtian is extraordinary, where in the Demon Sect and Demon Clan are there such remarkable geniuses."

"As long as Zong Qingtian can smoothly breakthrough to Vientiane Realm and attain the position of Daoist Monarch, the situation within the relic will be decisively established."

When praised by the elder, Daoist Monarch Taicang smilingly shook his head and replied:

"Haha, Daoist Monarch Wuji praises too much. Speaking of talent, your Sect's Lu Dayuan is not inferior to Zong Yue, and recently I heard about the newly risen Jiang Taixuan, whose cultivation talent surpasses even Lu Dayuan. In my opinion, with the opportunities within the relic, they all have the chance for substantial progress in cultivation. It seems the True Martial Sect is now producing talents, a sign of imminent prosperity."

"Not at all, compared to Zong Qingtian, those two juniors are still far behind."

During the conversation between Daoist Monarch Taicang and Daoist Monarch Wuji, the other Daoist Monarchs of Vientiane Realm on the Jade Platform remained silent.

In recent years, the True Martial Sect has been producing exceptional talents, its reputation growing stronger, posing a veiled threat to the Dao Yi Sect's position as head of the Eight Great Sects.

And the Dao Yi Sect naturally would not sit idly by, although the two sects maintain harmony on the surface, without any major conflicts, under the calm surface, the real struggle has secretly begun.

This situation was known to everyone present, naturally, they would not easily get involved.

Meanwhile, the Daoist Monarchs and Demon Monarchs of the Demon Sect and Demon Clan heard the arguments between Daoist Monarch Taicang and Daoist Monarch Wuji clearly, and the Demon Monarch clad in blood armor sitting on the chariot immediately showed a displeased expression, let out a heavy cold snort; the Demon Clan, known for their fiery temperament, could not tolerate being slighted, and instantly wanted to refute, but was stopped by a cold gaze from the blood-patterned black-robed elder beside him.

In mutual eye exchange between them, a sinister cold smile suddenly appeared on both their fierce visages, fully displaying an eerie expression.

In terms of hidden cards, the Demon Sect and Demon Clan have no shortage, concluding now is premature.

Finally, during the tense confrontation in the air, as the atmosphere gradually grew tense, until the Primordial Power in the world was almost solidified by the immense pressure, there was finally movement within the relic's guardian array!

Buzz buzz buzz.

Countless ripples suddenly emerged from the Great Array, producing slight tremors, the solid Primordial Power light radiated like water waves to both sides, soon, stable footsteps sounded, as a towering figure with overwhelming momentum slowly appeared from within!

The Vientiane Realm aura was like a vast sea raging, sweeping across the sky, as Jiang Shu stepped out of the array, his robes fluttered in the wind, his eyes intertwined with light and dark, facing the oppressive majesty from above, standing tall and unmoving like a pine.

Upon seeing his figure emerge, Daoist Monarch Wuji of the True Martial Sect's aged face broke into a relieved warm smile, especially, noticing the solid and thick power fluctuation of Vientiane Realm around the former, made him laugh heartily:

"Good, good, good!"

"Haha, Lord Zi Ji indeed did not choose the wrong person."

With three consecutive 'goods', Daoist Monarch Wuji's heart was clearly content.

Meanwhile, Daoist Monarch Taicang also cast his deep gaze on Jiang Shu, his refined face slightly shifting in expression, his eyes seeming to flash with brilliance, but remained silent.

As for the other Daoist Monarchs of the Eight Great Sects, they all offered congratulatory bows to Daoist Monarch Wuji, with envy and even faint jealousy in their words, but more of it was genuine joy.

After all, the Eight Great Sects have always been united against threats, and with Jiang Shu'taking the lead in entering Vientiane Realm, it is expected their respective disciples and elders will not be far behind in progress.

As for the Demon Sect and Demon Clan's side, the atmosphere was starkly opposite to that of the Eight Great Sects.

Seeing Jiang Shu emerge from the relic, the Demon Sect's black-robed elder and the Demon Clan's Blood Armor Demon Monarch frowned deeply, their cold eyes filled with thick surprise.

How could it be that someone from the Eight Great Sects emerged unscathed?!

But soon, as one after another high-level aura emerged behind Jiang Shu from the relic, the Daoist Monarch and Demon Monarch of the Demon Sect and Demon Clan's gaze nearly froze.

Until in the end, infinite grotesque colors arose.