Guarding the Prison for 100 Years, I Emerge to Overwhelm the Demon Venerable

「Half an incense stick ago.」

Sun and Moon Sect, within a hidden pavilion.

Two guards clad in Golden Armor and holding Seven-foot Ink Spears stood watch, their auras formidable.

「A moment later.」

With the mindset of slacking off whenever possible, the two began to chat.

A guard whose face was etched with the沧桑 of time lowered his head slightly and spoke in a low voice.

"Have you heard? The Great Highness who left the sect three years ago is coming back today!"

The Great Highness?

Hearing this, the other, slightly younger guard immediately showed his surprise.

Highness was a title that could only be obtained by the most outstanding and talented disciples within the Sun and Moon Sect.

And this Great Highness was truly extraordinary. From a young age, he had displayed terrifying talent in the Martial Dao within the Sun and Moon Sect.

Afterward, several of the sect’s ancestors had successively imparted to him various Cultivation Techniques and Divine Techniques. He was also generously supplied with the best cultivation resources, allowing his Cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.

At only fifteen, he had condensed a First-Grade Daoist Palace. Three years later, he entered the Dragon Mansion!

Such a frightening cultivation speed had truly shocked countless people.

Because of this, the Great Highness had become the most revered figure among the younger generation in the Sun and Moon Sect.

But when he turned twenty, the Great Highness was taken away by a mysterious old man who suddenly appeared, saying he wanted to take him on as a Closed-door Disciple and teach him personally.

After that, none of them had ever seen the Great Highness again.

And now, this legendary Great Highness was actually coming back?

Coming to his senses, the young guard couldn’t help but ask.

"This matter... who did you hear it from?"

"An Elder let it slip by accident."

"The information is absolutely reliable!"

After hearing this, the young guard thought to himself pensively.

’If this Great Highness really is coming back, things are about to get interesting.’

The Sun and Moon Sect of today wasn’t like before, where the Elders had the final say. It was much more complicated now.

As the competition for the position of the Immortal Dynasty’s Crown Prince grew increasingly fierce, the various Highnesses within the sect had all chosen their sides.

’Given the Great Highness’s personality, his return might just stir up a bloody storm within the sect!’

Just as he was thinking this...

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, among the vast number of Soul Lamps arranged on the pavilion floor, a single golden Soul Lamp placed in the center instantly went out!

The light in the room dimmed slightly.

Hearing the sound, the two guards instantly looked up, their gazes landing on the golden Soul Lamp.

Their expressions changed in alarm!

"Oh no! It’s the Great Highness’s Soul Lamp!"

The two cried out, their faces trembling and their eyes widening in shock!

They both knew exactly what this meant.

"This must be reported to Ming Luo Ancestor immediately!"

The older Golden Armor Guard took a deep breath, barely managing to steady his Heart Spirit, and growled with a grim expression.

BOOM!

「At the same time, in a magnificent palace in the sect’s northeast corner.」

A middle-aged man in a Black Robe, his face contorted with rage, raised a hand and shattered the Jade Chair he was sitting on, roaring with eyes full of Evil Qi.

"Damn it! Who the hell killed my son!?"

His palace also housed a Soul Lamp for the Golden Robe youth. Now, a brief sweep of his Divine Thoughts told him the Soul Lamp was extinguished!

And an extinguished Soul Lamp meant that one’s body was dead and their Dao had dissipated.

"No matter who you are, you will be buried with my son!"

The Black Robe middle-aged man roared again and again.

His voice was like a clap of thunder, reverberating in all directions!

「Meanwhile.」

Inside a cyan pavilion.

A silver-robed old man sat within.

This person was Ming Luo Ancestor.

At this moment, he was sitting across from a young man in a Black Robe, drinking tea.

Ming Luo Ancestor cheerfully picked up a Jade Pot wreathed in white mist and poured a cup of tea for the Black Robe youth before him.

"Saint Heir! This tea is called Biyun Immortal. I had to ask for it from an Elder of the Immortal Sword Sect."

"Please, have a taste."

"Oh? The Immortal Sword Sect?"

After Ming Luo Ancestor finished pouring, the Black Robe youth casually raised his cup and took a small sip.

Then, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He wasn’t particularly interested in any Biyun Immortal, but hearing the name Immortal Sword Sect immediately piqued his curiosity.

And the Immortal Sword Sect’s power was even greater than that of the Demon Saint Sect.

He then said with a smile, "I never imagined Senior Ming Luo would have such deep ties with an Elder from the Immortal Sword Sect."

"Haha! It’s all thanks to that boy, Zhou Xiao!"

Ming Luo Ancestor laughed heartily, his eyes filled with unstoppable mirth, then said, "That boy is quite fortunate."

"Because of his considerable talent, an Elder from the Immortal Sword Sect took a liking to him. He passed through layer after layer of assessments and finally joined the Immortal Sword Sect."

"That’s how I established this connection."

As he said this, a look of gratification couldn’t help but appear on Ming Luo Ancestor’s face.

He had raised the Golden Robe youth, Zhou Xiao, himself, so he was practically half a disciple to him.

Now that his disciple had entered the Immortal Sword Sect, he, as the master, was naturally delighted.

"Joined the Immortal Sword Sect?"

The Black Robe youth was stunned for a moment.

Then, his eyes shifted slightly, and he said with a light laugh, "In that case, I must congratulate Senior Ming Luo."

Hearing this, the smile on Ming Luo Ancestor’s face grew even wider.

After the two chatted for a short while, the Black Robe youth took a black fragment from Ming Luo Ancestor.

The fragment was sealed within a special Jade Bottle, but some Demonic Qi still seeped out, which was quite unsettling.

As Ming Luo Ancestor took out the fragment, he felt a pang of reluctance.

This black fragment was an artifact of the Demon Venerable.

A few days ago, if not for this black fragment, he likely wouldn’t have been able to suppress the Great Sect Elder and severely injure him.

Not long after the Black Robe youth accepted the fragment...

A middle-aged Golden Armor Guard arrived before the pavilion, his face filled with panic.

"What is it?"

Seeing a guard from the Soul Pavilion approaching, Ming Luo Ancestor immediately frowned.

"Reporting to the Ancestor!"

The Golden Armor Guard took a shallow breath and reported that the golden Soul Lamp had been extinguished.

"What!"

"Zhou Xiao is dead!?"

Upon hearing the news, Ming Luo Ancestor roared, his expression turning extremely grim.

He was like the dark clouds that gather in the sky before a torrential downpour.

Endless rage churned in his chest.

Like a searing flame.

"Zhou Xiao is dead?"

The Black Robe youth also frowned.

If Zhou Xiao hadn’t died, they could have planted a chess piece inside the Immortal Sword Sect, which would have been of great use to their future plans.

But now that Zhou Xiao was dead, their connection to the Immortal Sword Sect was naturally severed.

Of course, he also knew that at a critical juncture like this, there was no way he could continue discussing the sacrificial ceremony with Ming Luo Ancestor.

’What a pity...’

And so, with a silent sigh, he took his leave of Ming Luo Ancestor.

His figure vanished into the horizon.

BANG!!

After the Black Robe youth left, a terrifying aura erupted from Ming Luo Ancestor, obliterating the entire Jade Table into dust.

A moment later, he calmed down slightly as the faces of his enemies appeared in his mind.

"Fine!"

"It seems I will have to carry out a bloodbath."

To the utter terror of the Golden Armor Guard at his side, Ming Luo Ancestor gazed at the bright sun hanging high in the sky, and Evil Qi flared in the depths of his eyes.

He spoke in a chilling voice.

...

Su Bai and the spear-wielding young woman, Xu Ningxiu, followed the cowherd boy into the small city.

From Xu Ningxiu’s explanation, Su Bai learned that the city before them was called Purple Origin City.

Purple Origin City’s location was special. Its extremely beautiful environment and picturesque landscape often attracted many visitors.

At the city gate, all sorts of people were coming and going in an endless stream.

Once inside the city, the two followed the cowherd boy and stopped in front of a small, brown building in the eastern district.

"Senior!"

"The Ancestor awaits you inside the pavilion."

The cowherd boy jumped off his ox and spoke respectfully to Su Bai.

At that moment, Su Bai’s gaze fell upon the 6th Layer of the pavilion before him.

There, he sensed the auras of two acquaintances.

’I didn’t expect it to be them.’

Su Bai smiled to himself.

Beside him, Xu Ningxiu blinked, looking at the pavilion with curiosity.

Her Cultivation wasn’t weak, so she naturally sensed the two powerful auras within the pavilion.

’The strength of these two auras is no less than Master’s.’

Xu Ningxiu guessed silently.

The next moment, Su Bai withdrew his gaze.

He then took a step forward and walked into the pavilion.