The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

The black ball in Rong Xuan's hand looks ordinary, but it is the culmination of his years of research.

The Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons is teeming with demonic energy, and materials that can withstand its corrosive effects are rare in the world.

Not to mention that this magical artifact must also have the function of recording and transmitting data.

Ning Tinglan was both surprised and delighted. The usually composed man could hardly contain his smile at this moment: "Then I will go and report to the sect leader first. I will trouble you to go and find Master."

If he sets off today, he should be able to return in time and it won't delay the sect's affairs.

The master and his disciples, who were determined to travel to the Demon Realm once again, were unaware that a strange change was quietly taking place in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, thousands of miles away...

After the emperor left, some cultivators in his demon palace still chose to remain in the demon realm.

Using the Demon Palace of the Imperial Decree as their base, they continued to rescue their kin who had inadvertently fallen into the hands of demons.

Without the imperial decree to deter it, the Demon Palace initially attracted the covetous eyes of high-ranking demons.

But the human cultivators, with their tenacious vitality, still managed to take deep root in this demonic land.

When the Emperor was not present, the human cultivators spontaneously formed demon-hunting teams to regularly patrol the vicinity of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

For over a hundred years, the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, the birthplace of the demon race, has been as if it had been sterilized by a mysterious force, with no new demons ever being born again.

Now, the low-level demons in the demon realm are becoming increasingly scarce, with each kill reducing their numbers, unlike before when fresh blood could be continuously replenished.

The anomaly in Wanmoyuan is an indisputable fact. Given the precedent of Moxiao, many high-ranking demons who value their reputation have chosen to migrate north with their remaining subordinates to preserve their strength.

Of course, the high-ranking demons, unwilling to give up, still hoped that the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons would one day return to its original state.

If this continues, they will all become extinct in a few hundred or a few thousand years!

For these reasons, the importance of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons is self-evident.

On this day, the demon-hunting team dispatched from the Imperial Edict Demon Palace was surprised to discover that the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, which had been silent for over a hundred years, was showing signs of resurgence.

The already solidified demonic energy suddenly surged upwards, seemingly about to erupt.

"Oh no! Could it be that new demons are about to be born in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons?"

"Let's go! Let's go back first and talk about it then!"

The Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons runs from north to south, and it takes them more than half a month to patrol around its edge. This strange phenomenon could not be hidden from the demons who were interested.

The demon-hunting team hurriedly returned to the Demon Palace of the Imperial Decree, unaware that the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, seemingly filled with boundless demonic energy, actually concealed a hidden mystery beneath.

At the bottom of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, a dazzling, warm white light suppressed the newly born demonic energy, forcing it to rise continuously.

In the white light, a beautiful girl clasped her hands in front of her, peacefully closed her eyes, and quietly fell asleep.

Above her body, the illusory image of a reclusive sect could be vaguely seen.

Beside her were countless spirit swords silently suspended and guarding her.

With a clear, melodious dragon's roar, a fiery red dragon, as tall as a person, gracefully swayed back.

As soon as the dragon flew back to the girl's side, it transformed into a woman dressed in red.

The spirit swords were not surprised by this, and they made way for the Candle Dragon when it flew back.

Zhu Jian, who had transformed into a woman in red, sat cross-legged beside the girl and touched her hand.

Zhu Jian said to Huai Chuan Jian beside him, "I have almost completely dispelled the demonic energy above us. We should be able to go up in a month at most."

“Xiao Ci suddenly fell into a coma that day, but her body continued to cultivate. I was worried that taking her up there rashly would have a bad effect on her.”

Over the past century, the "nest" that Shen Huaichuan built with his spiritual power has been almost completely absorbed by Yun Yici.

After sensing the decrease in spiritual energy, the subtle spiritual imprint deep within her sea of ​​consciousness erected a new protective barrier for her, which is the phantom on her body at this moment.

After a century of cultivation, Zhujian successfully transformed into human form and has been searching for a way to leave the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

Fortunately, her fire could dispel the demonic energy.

Although she has not fully recovered and the Candle Dragon Flame is still weak, through years of perseverance, she has managed to clear a path to escape.

Huai Chuan Sword swayed, and with its blade, it carved a line of words beside Yun Yici: "The soul has left the body and requires the Nine Netherworld Resurrection Grass."

Zhu Jian pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's not take Xiao Ci's body up first. I'll go up and ask the Emperor and Xiao Ci's master for help."

Huai Chuanjian wrote another line: "Thank you!"

Having spent many years with these spirit swords, Zhu Jian had developed some affection for them. She smiled and said, "No need to thank me. I also hope that Xiao Ci can wake up soon."

After speaking, Zhu Jian transformed into a beautiful red dragon and began to charge at the demonic energy above the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

To outsiders, this would appear as a sign that a new demon race is about to be born amidst the churning demonic energy in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

Compared to the panic of the human cultivators, the demons were ecstatic.

Within a few days, news of Wanmoyuan's recovery spread throughout the Demon Clan.

Some ambitious demon lords have already begun plotting how to divide up the resources of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

The Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons had always been there, and the birth of the demon race was a matter of course, so no demon cared.

It wasn't until Mo Xiao made a huge blunder that the importance of the Ten Thousand Demon Abyss became apparent.

They will reclaim the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons at any cost!

As long as we can reclaim the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, we can restore the former glory of the Demon Race!

The demons were elated, while the human cultivators were on high alert.

It was in this tense atmosphere that Wen Fuyue and her two disciples, along with the imperial edict that had come upon hearing the news, reunited in Juexian City.

Because of Yun Yici's disappearance a hundred years ago, Juexian City, the long-neglected guardian of the human realm's borders, has gained support from various forces.

With less harassment from the demons and more support from the human realm, Juexian City is much more prosperous than it was a hundred years ago, and has even established deep ties with the human cultivators who remained in the Emperor's Decree Demon Palace.

After Emperor Zhao and Wen Fuyue and her three disciples greeted Xiao Xun, they left the city, boarded the demonic bird, and headed straight for the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

The demon bird's back was broad enough to accommodate the four of them with room to spare, and it traveled at a speed of a thousand miles a day, so Wen Fuyue and her two disciples did not refuse the emperor's kind offer.

Speaking of the purpose of this trip, Rong Xuan was somewhat worried: "If a demon really does emerge from the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, then that would be bad."

Their purpose in coming here was based on the premise that something was amiss in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons. If the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons had recovered, wouldn't their trip have been in vain?

The emperor sat upright to one side, his posture ramrod straight, the passage of a century of weathering yet not diminishing his stunningly beautiful face.

His eyes, as they moved, held an unfathomable depth, carrying a dark and sinister danger.

The emperor said calmly, "Let's try it first."

He searched the entire Three Realms but found absolutely no information about the Lingwei Sect.

The so-called ghost realm is said to be the place where the dead return.

The emperor dared not think too deeply about it, fearing that the photographic stone discovered years ago was a lie fabricated by Yun Yici to reassure them.

The demonic bird spread its long wings and carried the four people, including the emperor, straight towards the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

And the path of Zhujian's upward exploration has finally reached a critical moment!