The massive mountain soared into the heavens, reaching the height of stars, its entire body radiant, resembling not so much a mountain range as a colossal celestial body.
This was the Eighth Mountain of the Immortal Realm.
The Four-Eyed Elder hurried over, stating that he had important news to inform the elders of the Eighth Mountain.
The mountain guards, seeing that he was a Saint-level Four-Eyed Elder, did not stop him, allowing him to wait while they notified the Fifth Elder of the Eighth Mountain.
The Four-Eyed Elder's eyes were half-closed, his four pupils half-lidded. On his way here, he had pondered many things, the most pressing being the matter of the Supreme Immortal.
Logically speaking, the Supreme Immortal shouldn't have returned, at least not so easily.
The Eighth Mountain would certainly investigate this matter thoroughly, and when the time came, should he protect the Supreme Immortal?
The Four-Eyed Elder's thoughts churned. The outcome would depend on the strength of that existence in the vast mountains. If it were merely an ordinary Great Saint, there would be no issue.
But if it were a quasi-Emperor, the situation would become complicated.
Currently, the Immortal Realm was at war with the Divine Realm. The sudden appearance of an unknown quasi-Emperor in the vast mountains was hard not to suspect as a spy from the Divine Realm.
And those who had come into contact with the Supreme Immortal would be even harder to explain.
The Four-Eyed Elder was still deep in thought when someone arrived at the door. An elderly man with a gaunt face strode in quickly, his body exuding a heavy killing aura. The moment he entered, he asked, "Four-Eyed Elder, what is the matter?"
The Four-Eyed Elder hurriedly recounted everything about the vast mountains without holding back.
The Fifth Elder of the Eighth Mountain frowned. "It's a sensitive period during the war between the Immortal Realm and the Divine Realm. If what you say is true, I'll have to go and take a look myself, to prevent any strange methods being left behind by the Divine Realm."
The Four-Eyed Elder quickly agreed.
The Fifth Elder of the Eighth Mountain continued, "With the current urgency of the interface war, such intelligence should be reported promptly. After verification, you will be rewarded."
The Four-Eyed Elder was overjoyed and quickly bowed, saying, "Thank you, Elder."
"Then lead the way," the Fifth Elder of the Eighth Mountain said without hesitation, asking the Four-Eyed Elder to guide them there.
The two quickly departed.
This journey lasted for three months.
There was no news.
This alarmed the Lord of the Eighth Mountain, who followed the clues to the Four-Eyed Elder's sect, but the next piece of news made him frown.
Because the Four-Eyed Elder was also missing.
The Lord of the Eighth Mountain used a divination technique and quickly found the Supreme Immortal as the key.
The Supreme Immortal was bewildered. Upon learning that the Fifth Elder of the Eighth Mountain and the Four-Eyed Elder had both gone missing, he was shocked and fearful, looking towards the sky.
“Tell me everything you know, don’t hold anything back, or you will face consequences,” the Lord of the Eighth Mountain said with authority, his eyes radiating a sense of dominance.
"In... in the deepest part of the vast mountains," the Supreme Immortal stammered.
In an instant, the Lord of the Eighth Mountain disappeared, and a brilliant streak of light shot across the sky, heading straight into the deepest part of the vast mountains.
Hmm.
And then the Lord of the Eighth Mountain didn't return either.
They really knew how to queue up and deliver themselves.
Three more months passed.
The Eighth Mountain realized something was wrong. Their quasi-Emperor-level Lord had been missing for a long time. They immediately gathered all the Saints and prepared to enter the deepest part of the vast mountains to investigate the mysterious disappearance of their Lord.
Meanwhile, the Great Elder of the Eighth Mountain set out alone to seek the aid of a nearby Emperor.
At the same time, the nearby sects around the vast mountains quickly sealed off the area, prohibiting any cultivators from entering.
A rumor spread among the cultivators, claiming that the vast mountains had come to life and were eating people!
This rumor spread rapidly, and soon no cultivators dared to approach the area.
In the depths of the vast mountains.
The Inner demon sat, with beasts bowing in submission on one side and the Four-Eyed Elder, the Fifth Elder of the Eighth Mountain, and the Lord of the Eighth Mountain on the other.
They bowed their heads, submissive, not daring to look at the figure before them, focusing on appeasement.
The Inner demon glanced at them and asked curiously, "Who will come to save you next? An Emperor?"
His tone was light, as if he didn't take Emperors seriously at all.
The more casual his tone, the more anxious the three became, not daring to guess the true identity of the Inner demon.
One thing was certain: this figure was definitely not a cultivator from the Divine Realm.
With such power and strength, they could easily sweep through the front lines, so why would they need to hide in the rear?
The three each have their own thoughts.
The Inner demon didn't need to think, because he saw a more interesting scene.
The Saints of the Eighth Mountain had arrived, surrounding the vast mountains and setting up a formation, intending to push the formation forward and restrict everything inside.
The level of this formation was not low; it was likely one of the Eighth Mountain's most powerful treasures.
The formation alone created immense pressure, with the Saints serving as the formation's eyes, the momentum overwhelming.
The Inner demon stretched and stood up, smiling. "Finally, someone has come. Let's go out and take a look."
He walked at the front, heading towards the advancing formation, and the three dared not hesitate, following him.
The Lord of the Eighth Mountain slightly raised his eyes, though he didn't hold much hope. But if an Emperor were to come, could they be saved?
The three each have their own thoughts.
The formation had just been completed and was pushing forward less than a hundred meters when it suddenly stalled.
The Inner demon extended a single finger and gently pointed downward, saying in a very casual manner, "Crush."
The formation, of high rank and great power, shattered under this single word, turning into dust without even causing any pressure, just like that.
The Saints were stunned, staring blankly at the scene, at the hazy yet profoundly lofty figure.
It felt as if an entire sky was pressing down on them, making it hard to breathe.
The Inner demon lightly flicked his finger and smiled. "Setting up a stage, putting on a show, deceiving the heavens. Very simple steps. I hope you can cooperate with me later..."
"Acknowledge me as the heavens."
His words were very calm.
The heavens suddenly changed color, as if the deep clouds were pressing down, densely packed, surpassing the boundaries of the vast mountains and heading towards other areas.
He was about to start dividing the Immortal Realm.
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