Redemption of a Born Demon

Under the watchful eyes of the world’s major powers, the fighter jet carrying Yi Beidou seemed to sprout a pair of jade-like wings. They fluttered continuously, allowing the fuselage to constantly adjust, fighting against the downward inertia and air currents.

With Yi Beidou’s help, Wang Han managed to restart the plane. Although most of the electronics had failed, Wang Han’s piloting skills were unquestionable. Furthermore, with guidance from the other wingmen in his squadron, he was able to continue on their original course.

"It’s airborne again? Did Yi Beidou adjust the plane’s flight attitude in mid-air? The extent to which that power can affect reality is beyond imagination. In other words, its might is likely far greater than we originally anticipated."

"What exactly did Yi Beidou just go through? From start to finish, all we could observe was a giant palm emerging from the clouds, but the actual confrontation must have been more complicated than that."

"Damn it, have we reached a point where we can’t even understand the truth of the conflict?"

"..."

The intelligence agencies of various nations were completely in the dark about the situation. The available intelligence was insufficient to analyze the truth of the matter. The secret organizations, however, knew better.

"An extremely powerful Spirit Cultivator must have made a move. Otherwise, Yi Beidou wouldn’t have acted so strangely. But who was it? And how many of them were there? We can’t tell. The methods of Spirit Cultivators are too secretive."

"It definitely wasn’t just one person. After the lesson learned from the Illuminati’s failure, no one would act without absolute certainty. Moreover, the ones who attacked must be among the top Spirit Cultivators in the world today, launching a silent assault from that long river."

"Even top-tier Spirit Cultivators failed? Even we would likely meet a bitter end if faced with such an attack, let alone one high up in the sky. Has this man already become so invincible?"

"..."

The ancient beings within the Secret Organizations, who knew even more, were even more shaken.

Yi Beidou’s every move continuously shattered their understanding of what was possible.

Soon, the unpleasant suspicions of the various Secret Organizations were confirmed.

The destination of Yi Beidou’s trip was indeed Gibraltar, the headquarters of the God-Sealing Alliance!

It seemed to be an established fact that Donghua had secretly reached a cooperative agreement with the God-Sealing Alliance.

What surprised all the clandestine beings the most was the God-Sealing Alliance’s attitude.

’When did these stubborn old fools learn to change? This is not a good sign.’

For the rest of the journey, Yi Beidou and his companions encountered no further attacks. But beneath this superficial calm, the various secret factions had already begun to accelerate their clandestine contacts, and certain issues of interest that were previously non-negotiable were now quickly being agreed upon.

Everyone knew that with things having developed to this point, getting what they wanted in the final, great war was not something any single power could achieve alone.

「Gibraltar. Kunca Mansion.」

The vicinity was deserted. Not a single vehicle or pedestrian could be seen on the streets, as if the entire area had become a ghost town.

With the situation having escalated to this degree, many things were no longer secrets, and some clandestine beings could no longer remain completely hidden.

Moreover, there was a high probability that a world-shaking war would erupt in Gibraltar soon. The God-Sealing Alliance didn’t want to involve too many ordinary people, so under the direction of local authorities, all civilians within a ten-kilometer radius of Kunca Mansion had been temporarily evacuated and replaced by stationed local military personnel.

Normally, people came and went from Kunca Mansion, but it always felt somewhat deserted. Today, however, was different.

The entrance to Kunca Mansion was crowded with people. They were of different races, ages, and appearances, but every one of them naturally exuded a powerful aura.

In the Mortal World, any one of these individuals could dominate an entire region with their skills alone. They were the kind of people you wouldn’t find one of even among tens of millions.

All of these people were Divine Sealers.

The auras of dozens of beings comparable to those who had achieved Body Ascension merged into one, suffusing the surrounding air with a seven-colored halo.

Standing at the very front of the crowd were five figures.

One was an elderly Caucasian man, leaning on a cane. He was hale and hearty, dressed like a Western gentleman.

Another had his head wrapped in gauze, obscuring his face. His body was thin and stooped, and he seemed as frail as a candle flickering in the wind.

A third was a stunningly beautiful woman with a smile in her eyes, fiery red lips, and a captivating gaze.

A fourth was a giant of a man, built like an iron tower, with his eyes downcast, silent and taciturn.

And the last one was Long Yichen, who had just rushed back from the Eastern Mediterranean.

These five were the current supreme leaders of the Five Divine Sealing Veins—powerful existences at the Celestial Monarch Level.

Behind them stood many other figures, some of whom Yi Beidou and his companions would recognize, and some they would not.

There were Celestial Generals like Zeno and Hua Yuanhang, who had once been defeated by Yi Beidou; others like Cheng Zhihong and Yuna; and also Celestial Generals like Carlos and Qin Yuan, whom he had never met, but who had nearly suffered a disastrous setback when they tried to remove the Demon-Suppressing Seven-Star Needle that Yi Beidou had set.

The expressions on all of their faces were complicated.

For the five leaders of the Five Divine Sealing Veins and numerous Celestial Generals to come out together to welcome an outsider was likely an unprecedented event in the long history of the Divine Sealers.

It was hard to believe that the man they had once looked down upon had managed to achieve such a level of influence in such a short time.

It was just like how he had burst onto the scene and dominated the world in a matter of a few years.

Even they had to admit that he was a man who created miracles. Regardless of whether their paths aligned, and regardless of any past grudges, he deserved their respect.

Amidst the quiet anticipation, several figures flickered between the high-rises at extreme speed. They soon arrived before the crowd, descending from the sky.