The Supreme Immortal emerged from the vast mountains, his face blank, carrying lingering confusion and residual shock.
In his mind, he still recalled the figure that seemed to tower above the heavens, and the awe he felt when he knelt.
What puzzled him the most was that the figure had only demanded his obeisance, without imposing any other methods upon him.
Could it be that a divine art had already been planted within him, but he had yet to discover it?
The Supreme Immortal frowned, not daring to delve deeper, and quickly made his way back to his sect, seeking the inspection and protection of the saints.
His figure transformed into a streak of light, yet he dared not travel directly through the sky, instead swiftly disappearing into the vast mountains.
At the innermost part of the vast mountains, the Inner demon sat with his arms crossed, perched on the head of the Saint-level beast, gazing in the direction the Supreme Immortal had departed, a faint smile on his lips.
"I hope this little mouse can bring me some unexpected gains."
He had now taken up residence in the vast mountains, forcibly carving out this territory from the Immortal Realm, making it his domain and thus a part of the Great Death Realm.
The beasts within, following the will of heaven to cultivate, naturally had to submit to him, recognizing the heavens.
But the Inner demon was clearly not satisfied with just this small piece of territory; he wanted to carve out more land from the Immortal Realm, even aiming to absorb the entire Immortal Realm eventually.
This was undoubtedly a difficult task, as the will of the Immortal Realm was also searching for him. Once the Inner demon used power related to the will of the interface, he would be immediately detected by the will of the Immortal Realm and forcibly expelled, unable to re-enter the Immortal Realm for a short period.
And even if he did not use the will of the interface, under the constant search of the heavenly reckoning, he could only hide for three thousand years before being discovered again.
The Inner Demon needed to secure enough benefits before being expelled, to integrate himself more appropriately with the Immortal Realm. When he returned for a second time, it would be only natural!
The vast mountains were his foothold. To spread outwards, he needed to stir the calm waters.
The Supreme Immortal was the first ripple he had set loose.
After the ripple, came the tide.
Emerging from the vast mountains, the Supreme Immortal did not hesitate, rising into the air and transforming into a streak of light, heading straight for his sect.
The journey was smooth, and he ascended to the clouds, arriving at the magnificent immortal gate. Without stopping, he flew directly towards the main hall.
The sect's disciples recognized the Supreme Immortal and did not dare to block his path, only speculating about the urgency of his return, wondering if something had happened.
"Ancestor, Ancestor!" The Supreme Immortal called out excitedly as soon as he entered the main hall, his eyes anxiously fixed on the main seat.
"What is it?" A voice, old and hoarse, sounded. An elderly man, short in stature but draped in a long robe, emerged, his head bearing four eyes, each different, now frowning in inquiry.
The Supreme Immortal's voice trembled with excitement as he quickly explained.
“Ancestor, there is indeed something strange in the vast mountains. The beasts have gathered mysteriously, and I followed two beasts of the Repairing the Sky realm to their destination, only to find them all gathered deep within the vast mountains, including even that ancient Saint-level beast!”
"Is it because of the Saint-level beast causing trouble?" The elder's upper pair of eyes, dark purple, flickered as he asked.
"Not exactly, it's... it's..." The Supreme Immortal's voice faltered, his mind flashing back to the figure that seemed to tower above the heavens. The more he thought about it, the more terrified he felt, as if his actions were defying the heavens!
"What is it?!" The elder suddenly roared, snapping the Supreme Immortal out of his thoughts.
The Supreme Immortal was drenched in cold sweat, gasping for breath as he hurriedly replied, "There is a person gathering these beasts, their cultivation unknown, but even the Saint-level beast had to kneel before him!"
"I was later discovered by him, but he only demanded my obeisance and did not impose any other requirements, allowing me to leave afterward."
The elder frowned, his four eyes cold and stern, repeating the Supreme Immortal's words.
"You say there is a being in the vast mountains capable of making a Saint-level beast kneel, and after you knelt, you returned safely?"
As he said this, the elder's four eyes narrowed, and his voice became low.
"Could it be that this being has left some hidden move on you, or are you hiding something?"
“Never!” The Supreme Immortal quickly waved his hands, his voice urgent.
"I don't know if there is any hidden move from that being on me, the ancestor can inspect later, but I truly have not concealed anything."
The elder scrutinized the Supreme Immortal with his four eyes, then nodded. "There seems to be no concealment. As for the inspection, I will invite a Great Saint later, and you are not to leave."
"Then... what about the vast mountains?" The Supreme Immortal asked again.
The elder shook his head and waved his hand.
"This matter is too big. If it's as you say, even a Saint-level beast had to kneel, then we need to notify the Eighth Mountain of Immortal Realm. Let them send a supreme being to investigate; it's not our concern."
"Alright... alright." The Supreme Immortal quickly nodded.
The elder then left swiftly, warning the Supreme Immortal not to leave the hall, or else it would be difficult to protect him.
The Supreme Immortal agreed, left alone in the empty hall, his expression blank. His mind uncontrollably drifted back to the figure that seemed like the heavens.
He breathed rapidly, his spiritual energy flowing uncontrollably, his eyes widening, his expression gradually turning blank.
Bang!
He suddenly slapped his own face, snapping out of his reverie, his body drenched in sweat, gasping for breath.
Who exactly was that being, capable of directly affecting his dao heart!
The Supreme Immortal looked up in horror, his gaze piercing through the gap in the hall's ceiling, towards the sky over the vast mountains.
He paused slightly.
It seemed as if there was a pair of eyes watching him from the sky.
The Supreme Immortal was stunned for a moment, then his entire body began to tremble, a bone-chilling fear enveloping him.
He understood, he understood!
He had never escaped the gaze of that being!
The Supreme Immortal's expression froze, his body collapsing to the ground, trembling uncontrollably, unable to rise.
Deep within the vast mountains.
The Inner demon sat on the head of the Saint-level beast, gently patting the beast's head, a faint smile on his lips.
"This little mouse is quite perceptive."
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