The sky changed abruptly.
In an instant, cultivators noticed that those below the level of a Saint dared not approach, while Saints began to observe cautiously.
The Inner demon lifted its foot, carrying this black sky forward, and wherever it passed, became its territory.
After advancing dozens of miles, the Inner demon stopped, glanced at the sky, and shook its head.
"Is it really necessary to be so stingy?"
He then turned to face the crowd, and the hazy expression finally dissipated, revealing his blood-red eyes as he asked them,
"Am I the Heavenly Dao?"
His words pierced through the minds of all the cultivators present, bringing an inexplicable pressure that caused their expressions to become blank, subconsciously believing that the Inner Demon was indeed the Heavenly Dao.
That was enough.
The Inner Demon continued to move forward, wanting to seize more territory in the Immortal Realm before the will of the Immortal Realm fully reacted, at least to ensure that he wouldn't be held accountable afterwards.
Far away, a streak of light howled, appearing in front of Chen Xia in an instant.
"Fellow Daoist, halt." A heavy voice sounded, and a sharp spear appeared, glowing with divine light.
"Great Emperor," the Inner demon said calmly.
The Great Emperor raised his spear, the divine light flowing, and the spear radiated an ancient majesty as he said again,
"Although I don't know what your intentions are, the Immortal Realm cannot allow you to move freely like this, and your actions seem rather abnormal."
The Inner demon didn't respond to the Great Emperor but instead looked up at the sky.
Being in the Immortal Realm, he needed to minimize fighting with Immortal Realm cultivators, or else he would be discovered by the will of the Immortal Realm.
But it was only avoiding direct combat; the Inner demon still had many other means.
A single Great Emperor couldn't stop his advance, and it would even allow him to seize another thousand miles of territory.
So the Inner demon raised his hand, opened his palm to the Great Emperor, and said,
"Suppress."
The Great Emperor's body suddenly reversed, with dense black clouds pressing down on him.
"Break through this illusion!" The Great Emperor roared, shooting his spear towards the black clouds, his aura surging to its peak as he prepared to withstand the Inner demon's "heaven."
The Inner demon crossed his arms, his expression calm and unwavering. A mere Great Emperor was nothing to him; if he truly wanted to kill, he could make the Great Emperor die within half an hour.
For now, he was just casually using his divine abilities to play with the Great Emperor, since he couldn't engage in real combat.
He no longer paid attention to the black sky but turned his head to look at the sky. The will of the Immortal Realm was already exerting repulsive pressure on him, trying to expel him from the Immortal Realm.
"Is there any reason to rush me away so quickly?" The Inner demon chuckled and asked, then waved his hand, "Don't be angry; I'll give you a gift."
His figure instantly disappeared from where he stood, heading to the very top of the interface, to the battlefield between the Immortal Realm and the Divine Realm.
The sounds of battle were numerous here, as were the corpses.
The Inner demon suddenly descended, standing at the very top of all the cultivators, his blood-red eyes rolling as he grinned arrogantly and addressed the crowd,
"I'll borrow the head of a Great Emperor from the Divine Realm."
As soon as these words were spoken, the battlefield fell silent. The Divine Realm cultivators then trembled, and from the deepest part of the starry sky, outside the interface, a spear that pierced through countless stars shot towards the Inner demon.
It was a Great Emperor's move!
The spear's mere presence exerted a tremendous pressure, making the cultivators below unable to lift their heads, and its murderous intent was terrifying, stirring fear in the hearts of all and causing their bodies to tremble.
Snap!
A faint sound.
The spear stopped.
Because it was now in the Inner demon's hand. He grinned, remaining silent, but the spear in his hand began to creak.
He suddenly turned his head, looking at the Immortal Realm and shaking his head,
"Don't be impatient; preparing a gift takes time."
The will of the Immortal Realm had already pressed down on him, forcing him to divert some of his attention to resist it, which slightly weakened his combat power.
But it didn't matter.
The spear continued to creak, and the Inner demon's hand suddenly clenched, causing the spear to snap, its fragments falling into the starry sky.
At the same time, the Inner demon's body charged into the deepest part of the starry sky, where he unleashed his full power for the first time since his revival, using the entire Great Death Realm to slay a Great Emperor.
In the depths of the starry sky, boundless divine light erupted, and a terrifying aura shook the hearts of all cultivators. No one knew what was happening inside, only feeling uneasy.
Who was this sudden figure, and why was he so overbearing?
About half an hour later.
The divine light of battle in the depths of the starry sky disappeared, and everything calmed down.
The cultivators waited in stunned silence for the result.
Something seemed to fly out from the depths of the starry sky at an incredible speed. When it got closer, the cultivators recognized it with horrified expressions.
It was a head, a Great Emperor's head!
This head fell directly into the Immortal Realm, its whereabouts unknown.
The Inner demon reappeared, shaking the blood off his hands as he asked the will of the Immortal Realm,
"Is this gift satisfactory?"
The repulsive force on him lessened slightly, a sign of the Immortal Realm's tentative acknowledgment.
The Inner demon grinned, knowing that these unclear interface wills could never outwit him.
He descended once more to the vast mountains, instantly advancing a thousand miles with the black clouds, carving out another territory.
The Immortal Realm Great Emperor broke through the black clouds and pursued, his divine light spear gleaming, his expression dark, gradually realizing the Inner demon's actions, becoming even more enraged as he demanded,
"Which realm are you from, to dare commit such acts!"
"I am not a cultivator," the Inner demon shook his head, satisfied with the territory he had claimed, and no longer humored the Immortal Realm Great Emperor, laughing arrogantly,
"You are not qualified to ask me."
He extended his finger, pointing directly at the forehead of the Immortal Realm Great Emperor.
The Immortal Realm Great Emperor gritted his teeth, charging with his divine light spear, his body like a thunderous strike, his killing intent overwhelming.
"Collapse," the Inner demon said calmly.
With a flick of his finger.
The thunderous light of the Immortal Realm Great Emperor suddenly shattered, flying backward for ten thousand miles, crashing into a mountain range, creating a ravine, and falling into the earth's core.
Boom!
The will of the Immortal Realm instantly probed over, extremely furious, descending the intent of reckoning on the Inner demon!
After all, it was the Immortal Realm's home ground, making resistance futile.
The Inner demon remained in the posture of flicking his finger, his smile unchanged, softly addressing the sky,
"I will return soon."
His body scattered like sand in the wind.
From that day on.
In the southeastern corner of the Immortal Realm, a hundred thousand miles of territory were always covered by black clouds, seemingly carved out as a separate domain, where ferocious beasts did not emerge, and outsiders did not enter.
Known collectively as the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
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