Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Deep within the forbidden grounds of the Demon Clan.

Here stood an ancient cave dwelling, sealed by two heavy stone doors, their surfaces covered in magical formations.

Throughout the entire Demon Clan, even Elder Wang was unable to open these two stone doors; only the two Demon Lord lineages knew the method to unlock their seal.

Ling Wuse and his wife had been observing the stone doors for a long time, for within lay the foundation and powerful experts of the entire Demon Clan.

In his life, he had only entered this place once, and this was his second time.

The first time he opened these stone doors was many years ago, when his father opened them, on the day before he took over the position of Demon Lord.

Every new Demon Lord was required to enter this place before assuming the position, needing to obtain the approval of the Ancient Ancestor; without that approval, one could not become the Demon Lord.

“Wuse, what brings you and your wife here?”

Just as Ling Wuse was using a secret method to unlock the seal on the stone doors, a deep voice, slightly aged, echoed from within.

“Ancient Ancestor, Wuse has a very important matter to request an audience for, concerning the safety of the Demon Clan!”

Ling Wuse stood solemnly before the stone doors, filled with reverence.

“Come in then.”

The voice inside remained silent for quite a while before finally responding.

Only then did Ling Wuse and Nan Li Jingwei push open the stone doors and enter.

Within the heavy stone doors, it felt as if an ancient space-time was sealed; the moment they stepped inside, they felt a sense of temporal displacement.

It had been like this the first time they entered, and it was the same today.

After they entered, the stone doors closed again.

Inside was a wide corridor, and although the doors were closed, it was not dark.

Along the walls on both sides of the corridor, murals of the Demon Clan were carved, and at regular intervals, there was a long-burning lamp, its light illuminating the interior.

The corridor was over a hundred meters wide, and the walls on both sides not only had murals but also spatial gates at intervals, shaped like ovals, with spatial power flowing like translucent water ripples.

As one of the two great Demon Lords of the Demon Clan, Ling Wuse naturally knew that the spatial gates on the stone walls connected to the places where the clan's Supreme Saint Realm experts were either sleeping or cultivating in seclusion.

As they walked, the corridor came to an end, and two large stone doors, like the ones outside, blocked their path; he used the secret method again to open them, entering the second level of the forbidden ground.

This level was still a corridor, even wider than the one outside, and the stone walls on both sides also had spatial gates, but their number was significantly less than on the outer level.

This was the place where the Demon Clan's Primordial Saint Realm experts slumbered.

At the end of the second level, there were still stone doors.

Ling Wuse stood before these two stone doors, his heart inevitably feeling somewhat nervous.

He was about to meet the Ancient Ancestor; did the resources that Wuxie gave him really have the miraculous effects he claimed?

He was looking forward to it, but also felt a little apprehensive.

Whether the Demon Clan could be safe and sound for a period of time in the future depended on whether those resources were useful; if they really had a miraculous effect on the Ancient Ancestor, then there would be nothing to fear from the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall.

He led Nan Li Jingwei to open the last stone doors and enter the deepest space of the forbidden ground.

Upon arriving here, it was no longer a corridor like the previous two levels, but a vast expanse.

The ground beneath their feet was hard earth, boundless and endless, surrounded by a vast, dark void, and the sky above was also pitch black.

However, they could see some faintly glowing oval spatial domain gates, embedded in different positions in the void like stars.

“Come here.”

The voice they had heard before at the stone doors of the forbidden ground sounded again, coming from within a certain spatial domain gate.

Ling Wuse and Nan Li Jingwei followed the voice and walked into that domain gate, arriving at an ancient great hall.

This hall was very empty, with only some remnants of consumed resources piled on the ground. Directly above was a magical formation, glowing with light, and an old man with white hair and beard sat cross-legged inside, his eyes closed.

“Kongque Royal Clan lineage, the current Demon Lord Ling Wuse, along with his wife Nan Li Jingwei, pay respects to the Ancient Ancestor!”

They hurriedly stepped forward, knelt before the magical formation, and kowtowed deeply.

“Rise and speak.”

The old man opened his eyes, his gaze gentle, without the slightest arrogance of an Eternal Saint Realm expert. He looked over Ling Wuse and Nan Li Jingwei, nodded, and then shook his head. “The world is full of chaos; you still need to cultivate diligently. In the turbulent times to come, as the lords of a dominant force, you must not be surpassed by the younger generation.”

“Wuse, Jingwei, respectfully remember the Ancient Ancestor's teachings!”

They quickly responded.

“What exactly brings you here this time? Tell me about it.”

The old man in the magical formation cut to the chase.

“Ancient Ancestor, today is my daughter's engagement day, but unexpectedly, envoys from the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall appeared. Now, my Ling family lineage is likely to be targeted by them…”

“Do you want us old ancestors to come out into the world ahead of time to deal with the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall?” The Eternal Saint Realm old man understood his intention. “The Soul Hunting Sacred Hall, ah, that is a rather terrifying force. They usually remain hidden, only active during prosperous times. With the arrival of this great era, their appearance is not surprising, but I didn't expect them to find our Demon Clan first…”

The old man thought for a moment and asked, “Why would the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall suddenly come to your door? Are you hiding something?”

Ling Wuse opened his mouth, but had no choice but to tell the truth.

“It's actually because of your son-in-law? In that situation, you shouldn't have come forward. For the sake of one person, the entire Demon Clan's Ling family lineage is at high risk of becoming a target for the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall. This is not the choice you should make in your position as Demon Lord!”

“Ancient Ancestor, please calm your anger!”

Ling Wuse knelt down, saying neither humbly nor arrogantly, “Wuse knows that many people may find this action difficult to understand, but Wuxie is my son-in-law. Emotionally, Wuse cannot sit idly by. Furthermore, Wuxie's potential is extraordinary, truly heaven-defying. As long as he grows up, he will surely be able to deter the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall and protect our Demon Clan amidst the storms of the great era!”

“Extraordinary, heaven-defying? You actually used such words. Is this young man really as amazing as you say? You must understand that this great era is far from comparable to previous prosperous times. Strong individuals will emerge endlessly, and there will be no shortage of astonishing talents among the younger generation. It will already be extremely difficult for him to stand out, let alone being on the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall's hit list. To expect him to protect the Demon Clan in the future, isn't that a bit of wishful thinking?”

“Ancient Ancestor, Wuse would never dare to exaggerate. Wuxie is a body cultivator, yet he has cultivated to the Saint Emperor Realm at a young age. Although he is a body cultivator, his cultivation speed far surpasses others, and his combat ability is astonishing. In the Lower Realm, with relatively low talent, he grew in strength and killed a Saint Emperor from the Teng Snake lineage who had the sixth level of Mythic Transformation!”

“Hmm?” Upon hearing this, the Eternal Saint Realm old man's gaze brightened slightly, and he was clearly moved. “A body cultivator with an exceptionally fast cultivation speed, who killed someone with a higher talent growth rate in the Mythic Transformation realm, and in a place like the Lower Realm?”

“Yes, Ancient Ancestor. The Lower Realm suffered the Doomsday Torrent more than a decade ago, with the invasion of darkness, but the Lower Realm survived, precisely because Wuxie integrated the power of the Lower Realm's universe and quelled the darkness!”

“Is this true?”

The old man suddenly stood up from the magical formation, his face filled with shock. “Such a figure actually appeared in the Lower Realm? Regardless of how he quelled the darkness, being able to protect the Lower Realm is already an extraordinary feat. This young man is truly terrifying!”

Then he shook his head again. “It's a pity that he's on the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall's hit list. His future prospects are worrying, and it remains to be seen whether he can continue on this path. You should understand that anyone on the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall's hit list, unless they are favored by fate, or hide in a special secret land forever, or are protected by an eternal-level force, has almost no chance of surviving. Furthermore, our Demon Clan may also face retaliation from the Soul Hunting Sacred Hall. You want us old ancestors to come out into the world ahead of time to protect the Demon Clan, but you know our situation; the cost of emerging is currently extremely high.”

“Ancient Ancestor, Wuxie said that he has a way to help you recover quickly, and specifically asked me to bring this resource for you to examine.”

Ling Wuse took out the hazy mass of resources that Jun Wuxie had given him.

“A small cultivator in the Saint Emperor Realm, what methods could he possibly have?” The old man in the magical formation couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, casually using his power to draw the resource over. “Young people these days are far too confident, actually daring to say they can help us recover quickly…”

He didn't finish his words, his voice suddenly stopping.

Ling Wuse and Nan Li Jingwei, who had been keeping their heads down, didn't hear the Ancient Ancestor's voice for a long time and couldn't help but look up. They saw the Ancient Ancestor in the magical formation staring at the hazy resource in his hand, trembling all over, his eyes glowing.

“Ancient Ancestor?”

Ling Wuse tentatively called out.

As a result, the Ancient Ancestor didn't respond to him, as if he hadn't heard.

“Ancient Ancestor?”

Ling Wuse called out again.

Only then did the Ancient Ancestor come back to his senses. He closed his fingers, tightly grasping the resource flowing with hazy light in his palm, and suddenly looked at Ling Wuse, his beard trembling with excitement. “Wuse, quickly! Quickly invite that young friend to meet with this ancestor!”

Ling Wuse was stunned for a moment. The Ancient Ancestor's reaction was beyond his expectations, actually being so excited.

“What are you standing there for, go quickly!”

The Ancient Ancestor said again, seeing him in a daze.

“Oh, okay!”

Ling Wuse and Nan Li Jingwei quickly retreated from this space.

After they left, the Ancient Ancestor in the magical formation looked at the resource in his hand and paced back and forth, his lips trembling, his eyes burning.

“What kind of resource is this? The energy level is too high, I'm afraid it has exceeded the Eternal Saint Realm level. The essence within is so abundant, and the fragments of laws are so profound and unpredictable…”

His current mood was indescribable.

If there were more of such resources in hand, not to mention restoring losses, it might even be possible to break through the shackles in a short period of time!

That young man who quelled the Doomsday Torrent in the Lower Realm, Wuse's current son-in-law, is truly extraordinary. Only in the Saint Emperor Realm, yet he possesses such resources, it's truly unbelievable!

What kind of flourishing fortune does one need to obtain such a thing?

"My demon race declined due to resisting the darkness. Even today, we are merely at the overlord level, far from our former glory and prosperity. But this young man may lead my demon race to prosperity in this great era! In the future doomsday torrent, my demon race might even rely on him to survive. He is truly a benefactor of my demon race!"

The ancient ancestor murmured to himself. His heart, as still as dead water, regained vitality after countless ages, filled with anticipation.

Not long after, Ling Wuse and his wife appeared before the forbidden ground, accompanied by Jun Wuxie and Mu Ciyin.

Originally, outsiders were definitely not allowed to set foot in the demon race's forbidden ground, but Mu Ciyin insisted on coming.

She was worried. After all, Jun Wuxie was going to meet a powerhouse of the Eternal Saint Realm. Fearing accidents, she insisted on coming along.

Ling Wuse did not rush to open the door but reported the situation to the ancient ancestor. After receiving approval, he led them inside.

The ancient ancestor couldn't care less about other matters now. Besides, the visitor was the Ice Heart Pavilion's master, which made him less concerned.

The Ice Heart Pavilion exists in the world but never contends with it, completely different from other forces. They have no ambition, so after considering it, he agreed to let her come in.

Jun Wuxie and Mu Ciyin passed through the first two layers of the forbidden ground and arrived at the deepest part, entering the main hall where the ancient ancestor was.

"Junior Jun Wuxie greets the ancient ancestor."

Jun Wuxie did not kneel like Ling Wuse and his wife but simply bowed in respect.

"No need for formalities!"

The ancient ancestor did not care about these things. Within the magic array, his eyes shone brightly as he stared at Jun Wuxie, scrutinizing him again and again.

"Is the ancient ancestor very interested in my age?"

Jun Wuxie said with a smile. His powerful soul naturally captured the ancient ancestor's divine sense probing the intensity of energy and the wheel of life within his body.

He seemed to want to see more, but he could only see what Jun Wuxie wanted him to see.

His secrets were beyond the prying eyes of even Emperor Realm experts, let alone this weakened Eternal Saint Realm being.

"Young! You are far too young!"

This ancient ancestor had assumed that a young man like him must have cultivated for nearly a century. After all, he had cultivated from the lower realm, which would lengthen the timeline because the cultivation environment in the lower realm was not good.

To his shock, the young man before him was only in his thirties!

Even if he had started cultivating from the womb, it would only be a little over thirty years!

A cultivator from the lower realm, in such a short period, integrated the power of the lower realm, quelled the doomsday torrent, came to the upper realm, and even cultivated to the Holy Emperor Realm, and most importantly, he is a body cultivator!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, with the facts before him, he truly couldn't believe it. It was simply like a fantastic tale. How much fortune must he have, how terrifying a talent must he possess to reach this point?