A Glimpse into the Void Shakes the Demon Realm

Of course, if things were truly peaceful and they couldn't encounter anyone deserving of death, some clever disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect would come up with their own methods.

For example, they would disguise themselves as pitiful rogue cultivators who possessed great treasures but lacked strength, and accidentally reveal their wealth in mixed, chaotic places... Naturally, those with malicious intentions wouldn't be able to hold back and would jump out to try and rob them.

And then... heh heh.

Within the Heavenly Demon Sect, the disciples referred to this act of proactively attracting resources to their doorstep as baiting the nest.

At this moment, the gourd in Gu Changyuan's hand was of a grade far beyond the standard magical treasures used by the disciples.

It swallowed like a whale, and in a short period, completely absorbed the massive amount of the three energies accumulated in the ruins of the Ten Thousand Demon City.

He had absorbed the corpses from before, but the quantity hadn't been this massive, so there was no need to use this gourd.

Having finished all this, he retracted the giant gourd, his gaze lightly sweeping over the ruined basin below.

Immediately after, he abruptly glanced to the side.

That single glance, seemingly plain and unremarkable, accurately met the divine senses of all the mighty demon experts who were still lingering and secretly spying from the shadows across the void.

!

In that instant, all the spies who thought they were safe felt their souls struck by lightning, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

A cold, suffocating feeling of being completely seen through by a supreme existence, where life and death were entirely out of their hands, accompanied by the endless indifference contained in that gaze, instantly flooded their consciousness.

It was as if the other party only needed a single thought, tracing this connection of divine sense, to erase them and the ancestral lands of their clans behind them from this world entirely.

Fortunately, that gaze only swept past and did not contain any killing intent, yet it was more intimidating than any warning.

Gu Changyuan withdrew his gaze. With a slight movement of his body, he arrived before his ten disciples.

At this moment, Tushan Youyao, Lu Jiuyi, and the other eight demons were still immersed in the soul-shaking and Dao-heart-impacting shock brought by that world-changing, peerless spectacle just now. Their minds swayed, unable to calm down for a long time.

That was until Gu Changyuan casually clapped his hands twice.

Clap. Clap.

As the applause rang out, the radiance of the dual grand array that enveloped the sky and made all demons bow suddenly retracted, and the ten heaven-spanning phantoms of gods and demons silently dissipated into heaven and earth.

Hearing the sound, the ten demons trembled slightly, finally jolting awake from the extreme shock originating from the depths of their souls. Their gazes, somewhat sluggish yet carrying incomparable reverence, focused on their master, Gu Changyuan.

With a faint, gentle smile on his face, Gu Changyuan swept his gaze across each disciple and asked:

How do you feel?

The ten demon heaven's chosen were all rare prodigies unseen in a thousand or even several thousand years. They were arrogant and possessed extensive knowledge.

But the experience just now had completely overturned their understanding of power, formations, might, and even demon bloodlines.

It was a complex experience mixing a sense of insignificance, reverence, broadness, and a certain palpitation like their bloodlines being summoned by their source. It was a myriad of thoughts that simply could not be accurately described with words.

The ten demons' lips moved, but in the end, they only bowed their heads deeply in a respectful salute, everything understood without being spoken.

Gu Changyuan hadn't expected them to write a thirty-thousand-word reflection essay anyway.

On the path of cultivation, some insights require time to settle and digest.

Their current state had already planted a seed named higher level in their hearts. Given time, it would surely take root and sprout, helping them break through their bottlenecks.

Since the matter is resolved, let us head back first.

He said no more and casually waved his right hand.

Taking himself as the center, a soft yet dazzling sphere of light instantly expanded, enveloping the ten disciples within.

The sphere of light flickered slightly, then disappeared along with the figures inside.

Space shifted; a short distance became the ends of the earth.

In the next moment, they safely appeared above the Heavenly Demon Pavilion.

Gu Changyuan instructed his ten disciples to return to their respective quarters to properly digest what they had seen and felt on this trip, and to stabilize their minds.

He himself prepared to take a short rest before setting off for the Heavenly Demon Sect.

......

The impact brought by Gu Changyuan's void-piercing glance was only now truly beginning to ferment, sweeping through the upper echelons of the demon race across the entire Demon Realm.

Almost at the same time, in various spiritual mountains, treasured lands, and secret realms throughout the Demon Realm.

Countless ancestors of great demon clans, who had slumbered for an unknown number of years and possessed auras capable of crushing mountains, broke out of their seclusion one after another!

Streaks of light carrying urgent messages flew towards the cores of their respective clan territories.

All clan members currently outside, return immediately! The entire clan is to enter the highest state of alert!

Pass down the order: From today onwards, any disciple of our clan, no matter where they are, must absolutely never provoke any demon related to the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, especially its disciples!

Violators will be expelled from the clan, and their life or death will be of no concern to us!

Similar orders were continuously issued among top-tier demon factions such as the Dongfang clan's Dragon Palace, the Nanming Phoenix clan's Lihuo Mountain, the North Sea Black Turtle's North Sea Cold Abyss, and the Primordial Ice Spirit's Extreme Cold Ice Plain.

Among these great clans, the one with the most solemn and complex atmosphere was the Tushan clan of the Nine-Tailed Fox lineage.

The Tushan clan's territory was located at the peak of Mount Tushan. It was shrouded in clouds and mist, permeated with immortal energy, and covered in spiritual plants. Fox clan disciples shuttled back and forth, giving off a peaceful aura.

But today, the Tushan clan's territory was completely solemn. All core members were gathered in the Tushan clan's discussion hall, their expressions grave, and the atmosphere was oppressive to the extreme.

Sitting in the main seat of the discussion hall was a fox demon enveloped in a majestic aura. It was none other than the First Ancestor of the Tushan clan in the Nine Heavens Realm, Tushan Xuanyue.

Her gaze swept over the clan elders below, who each wore different expressions, and she slowly spoke:

Everyone has already sensed the matter regarding the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance. That Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion...

His cultivation realm is no longer something we can fathom.

That dual grand array cannot be rivaled by demonic power.

The current landscape of the Demon Realm has already drastically changed because of his single move.

The fox demons remained silent; no one argued.

The oppressive might and indifferent glance transmitted across the endless void still made their hearts run cold when they recalled it now.

The most important matter for our clan right now is to clarify our relationship with the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, especially...

She paused slightly, a trace of complexity flashing through her eyes.

...the relationship with Tushan Youyao, as well as her disciple, Tushan Hanyan...

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