Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

The setting sun over Luoxia Mountain was always blood red, as if it were stained with the blood of countless cultivators.

Zhu He and Ji Jinjin inherited Xue Lan's mansion in Jiangyun Valley. Without resting, they went to the battlefield. When they arrived at the front-line city gate, Long Siyin had just finished dealing with a wave of small demons.

"You're here. Now get to work." The girl waved her hand from the top of the city wall and pointed to a few survivors below.

Zhu He, carrying a heavy sword, flew down from the city wall, unleashing nine layers of sword energy with a single strike, slamming the demons to their deaths atop the wall. Ji Jinjin walked up to Long Siyin and looked at the defense map she had placed on the table. It depicted the cities of Luoxia, Shengyu, and Pengyun, with dozens of dots of varying sizes scattered along the edges.

Long Siyin looked somewhat tired: "The Lujia Village incident you handled before was not an isolated case. The demons began planning this demon tide decades ago. They supported demons in the villages on the front line of Luoxia Mountain, opening up a path for the demons to enter."

“Cui Wu and Lian Chuan have been clearing out these demon strongholds recently.” The girl pointed to a box in the corner.

"Go and see."

Ji Jinjin stepped forward and opened the box, inside which she saw a tuft of silvery hair, tainted by demonic energy for a long time, and wrapped with dozens of talismans.

"This is what the demons used to open the rift; it comes from the monster race."

Ji Jinjin was startled: "A demon race?"

Long Siyin put away the defense map on the table: "To be precise, it is the body of a powerful demon. This demon lord must have touched the threshold of the power of spacetime, so that even after death, his body still contains the power of spacetime."

"There are only a few, but enough to open short-distance spacetime rifts."

"Have you asked the demon race?" Ji Jinjin asked.

Long Siyin nodded: "We have already sent people to the Sky Fish Clan in the South China Sea to examine the sacred books of the Demon Clan. Several senior members of the Demon Clan are also there. We are bound to find something."

To the southeast of Mount Luoxia lies the territory of the Sky Fish Clan of the South Sea. For ten thousand years, the Sky Fish Clan has guarded the Sacred Book of the Demon Clan. Legend has it that the Sacred Book existed before the birth of the Demon Clan and records the affairs of the Demon Clan in both the upper and lower realms. There should be some clues in it.

Before Ji Jinjin could say anything more, she heard the sound of war drums coming from below the city gate.

"Demonic tide! Disciples, prepare to meet the enemy!"

"There's always work to do as soon as I arrive; I'm never idle."

Ji Jinjin uttered a sarcastic remark, then, like a purple arrow, she pierced straight into the horde of demons sweeping in from the horizon. Her actions caused a huge ripple effect; purple lightning suddenly exploded, felling a large group of demonic beasts at the front. The remaining beasts crashed into her one after another, piling up into a grotesque and terrifying mountain of flesh.

The Lei Kui mark on the girl's forehead slowly lit up, and a confident smile appeared on her lips.

Within this Thunder Kui Formation, who among those of the same level would dare to directly confront Ji Jinjin?

A thunderclap resounded in the sky, and a bolt of deep blue lightning struck the tip of the spear that Ji Jinjin had stuck in the ground, radiating outwards in a fan shape, roasting the entire mountain of flesh until it emitted a stench.

"Junior sister, you... I'm about to throw up what I ate!"

Zhu He smelled the roasted monster and almost vomited on the spot. He slapped a monster in front of him with his sword and blocked his sense of smell before he felt a little better.

The first wave of small demonic hordes collapsed midway, turning into rotting piles of flesh before they could even touch the feet of the human soldiers behind them. But on the distant horizon, a continuous stream of demonic beasts continued to surge forward.

Zhu He turned to look at Long Siyin, who was directing the entire operation from the city wall: "Is this really the Little Demon Tide?"

Long Siyin waved her hand, signaling him to kill without worry; this was just a small demonic tide.

So Zhu He, wielding his greatsword, stood at the forefront, unleashing a flurry of attacks. The blade of his heavy sword crackled with sword energy, decapitating every demonic beast within three zhang of him. Standing in the center, Zhu He hardly resembled a reclusive sword immortal; he was more like a ruthless killing god.

Ji Jinjin couldn't stand it any longer: "Tone it down a bit, don't forget you're still under the surveillance of the Six Sects!"

Zhu He put away his big toothbrush and swung his heavy sword, managing only a feeble flourish.

But it was a heavy sword after all. As it swung its blade, it swept across a group of demonic beasts, their bodies flying about without any beauty.

Ji Jinjin turned away without saying a word, praying in her heart that the Six Sects would arrange a compatible supervisor for Zhu He.

Just as Ji Jinjin finished thinking about this, another person jumped down from the city wall behind her. Two water-colored short swords flew out swiftly, sweeping away a large group of demons in front of her with a water-colored radiance.

"Greetings, fellow Daoists!" A gentle female voice came from behind. Ji Jinjin didn't turn around, using the tip of her spear to knock away a swarm of demonic beasts in front of her: "Greetings, Senior Sister Min! What brings you here, Senior Sister?"

Min Chang replied from behind, "I'll keep an eye on your second senior brother."

Zhu He was happily killing people when he heard this, he tightened his grip and stared stiffly at the woman in the light blue robe behind him.

Is he serious? Zhu He thought to himself.

I always felt that Senior Sister Min could kill two of me with one palm strike.

Senior Sister, I think I can't live a carefree life anymore.

Xue Lan, thousands of miles away, suddenly sneezed twice. The girl rubbed her nose, and the red-hot molten iron in the smelting furnace in front of her reflected on her face.

Xue Lan brushed back the stray hairs that had escaped from her forehead ribbon.

I feel like someone is thinking about me!

Xue Tong, who was reading a book, heard Xue Lan's question and asked perfunctorily, "What makes you say that?"

“You don’t know, those two children have never left my side since they were little.”

Xue Tong rolled her eyes at her and decided not to talk to this narcissist anymore.

The narcissistic Xue Lan is refining Luo Shengzi again, with two large boxes already placed next to her.

Fighting and treasure hunting are not prohibited in the Wan Gong Fang Secret Realm. The six sects and twelve factions are indeed united, but there are some rogue cultivators who don't behave, and there's also the possibility of demons infiltrating. We must be on guard.

"Killing, robbing, and cultivating immortality are all common occurrences," Xue Tong said, turning a page of his book.

"It is indeed human nature, but normally we can let them cause trouble however they want. But with the demonic tide approaching, most cultivators are fighting off the evil spirits at Luoxia Mountain. If those rogue cultivators cause trouble at this time, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Xue Tong nodded repeatedly, thinking to herself, "Who would dare to fight against you, Wolf King!"

Xue Lan had twelve seal-carving knives beside her, which she used for carving inscriptions. Each one was extremely sharp and gleamed with a cold light.

"The demonic tide is coming, and the world will be in chaos. I hope that the people of the upper realm will not cause trouble."

Jidu Yuhuang Palace, the dwelling place of the Phoenix Clan. Zhu Lingzhi knelt at the feet of the man dressed in magnificent robes.

“Father, the person I fought that day was undoubtedly a wolf. The purity of his icy power indicated that he was a member of the Silver Moon Wolf Clan.”

The man spoke, his voice authoritative: "The wolves' appetites are growing ever larger. That Golden Crow Essence was originally sought by the Demon Lord of the Upper Realm to enhance your bloodline, but now it has benefited from it."

Zhu Lingzhi was also furious. That day, Chu Yutian was afraid that something might go wrong with the matter of collecting the Golden Crow's essence, so he rushed back to Jidu overnight to get the treasure for collecting the soul. Unexpectedly, someone else stole his prize.

I didn't find it strange before, but now that I think about it, the previous awakening of the Golden Crow was also related to that demon cultivator from that day.

"It's alright. The Demon Lord is already preparing to descend to the mortal realm personally. Refining the Golden Crow's essence is extremely difficult. It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost."

The only passage between the upper and lower realms of Yuanming is located overseas. Legend has it that a towering divine tree fell, causing a crack in the barrier between the two realms.

Within the endless black clouds, two obscure beams of light gradually approached the lightning-filled crack. Leading them was a middle-aged man, dressed in a magnificent black robe adorned with a roc embroidered in gold thread.

The boy following behind was Chu Yutian.

When the two reached the edge of the crevice, the middle-aged man in front suddenly stopped and looked straight up at the sky not far away.

A woman with white hair and dressed in white appeared in front of them, a long sword gleaming with silver light floating beside her. The sword rang out, its sound seemingly overwhelming the thunder.

As the two approached, the woman in white opened her icy blue eyes.

"A demon lord from the upper realm is forbidden from entering the lower realm. I am here; Lord Lei, please return!"