Wait a minute, where is my master?

The golden light had disappeared from the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Surrounded by the oppressive aura of Jin Xu just moments ago, the demon cultivators from various clans also gathered around Mr. Bai.

"Snow Clan Leader, with your Snow Wolf Clan under his protection in the future, please don't forget about us."

"Snow Clan Leader, what about the truth of the heavenly tribulation you mentioned earlier?"

"Snow Clan Leader, my daughter has just shape-shifted, I wonder if you would consider taking her as a concubine?"

"Snow Clan Leader, about his identity..."

The demon cultivators each tried to ingratiate themselves with Xue Po in their own ways while also attempting to glean some information about the little Taoist.

Of course, the one who mentioned taking a concubine wasn't allowed to finish his second sentence before being swatted away by Mr. Bai.

Xue Po was not a wolf lusting after beauty.

Besides, his child's mother was still watching from nearby!

"Cough cough, fellow cultivators, I know you all have many questions and doubts, and I will gradually explain these matters to you."

"However, this place is limited in space, and some of the reclusive cultivators aren't present.

"Therefore, I suggest you all share the news among yourselves.

"An hour later, I will be waiting for you on the platform in the middle of the mountain peak. Everything that just happened will be explained then."

After Mr. Bai finished speaking loudly, his claws deeply embedded into the body of the headless Black Phoenix, he left through the path that everyone had cleared, accompanied by his clansfolk.

Meanwhile, the other demon cultivators hurried to spread the news of what happened here to the higher-ups of their clans. Others called their friends to secure a good spot at the platform on the mountain peak early.

The few demon cultivators from the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan present were all high-ranking members, so they decided to head straight for the platform at the mountain peak to wait.

However, after taking a few steps forward, they realized their Clan Leader was still standing in the same spot, so they turned back to reassure him.

"Clan Leader, it's not only our tribe secretly contacting the Little Golden Crow Clan. It's just for a glimmer of hope for our tribe. Even if it's exposed publicly, you shouldn't take it too hard."

The speaker thought the other was embarrassed about the recent events.

"My skin isn't that thin."

The Clan Leader of the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan said, shaking his trunk.

"Then what is it?"

The speaker was puzzled.

"Just now, when that Human Race Great Master turned into a streak of golden light to escape, he secretly sent me a message saying that my clan might face troubles. He suggested that I should move our people out of the tribal land soon, or at least from the burial ground."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of several Purple Spirit Elephant Clan demon cultivators present changed.

The speaker quickly said,

"Clan Leader, from the bits and pieces Xue Po mentioned earlier, that Human Race Great Master seems to harbor goodwill towards our Demon Realm. Since he told you this, it's better to promptly inform those staying behind in the tribe like Xiang Ze."

"I've already sent a communication, but I don't know if it's due to the distance or some other reason, Xiang Ze hasn't responded."

"What about Xiang Long?"

Another member of the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan asked.

The development of the Demon Realm's Hundred Skills of Immortal Cultivation had not flourished due to its separation from the Nine Provinces for a millennium, resulting in various devices, pills, and talismans being exceedingly rare in this realm.

Therefore, the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan only had two long-distance communication tokens left within the tribe, each held by Xiang Ze and Xiang Long.

"No response either."

After saying this, the Clan Leader bowed his head and fell silent for a moment.

Then he suddenly looked up, as if he had made a decision, and said to the vice Clan Leader, whose cultivation was second only to his,

"Xiang Yi, after learning of the anomaly in the burial ground earlier, I sent Xiang Jiao and Xiang Tu back to the tribe. If you fully use your escape technique now, you might still be able to catch them."

"Bring them both back."

...

Inside the burial ground of the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan.

Near the spatial portal opened by Jin Xu.

The tall demon cultivator, whose body had been occupied by the Origin of the Demon Realm, gazed at the two elephant-headed human-bodied cultivators, who couldn't move on the ground, as if selecting goods.

A few heaps of ashes lay scattered beside the two men.

After observing for a moment, the tall demon cultivator walked towards the elephant-headed cultivator who had a fierce scar on his trunk and said indifferently,

"Although the nose is indeed ugly, this one indeed has the strongest physical body nearby. Hmm... it will suffice as a temporary vessel; I can endure it for now."

As he spoke, he casually pointed a finger, and the other elephant-headed human cultivator, who looked relatively intact but was weaker, instantly shattered into powder.

!!!

Seeing this, the scarred elephant-headed demon cultivator struggled fiercely, his small eyes filled with both shock and rage.

He couldn't understand why the envoy sent by the Little Golden Crow Clan had attacked his fellow clan members upon their first meeting!

He was even more baffled as to why this tall cultivator from the Little Golden Crow Clan was so unstoppable! With just a few light taps of his finger, Xiang Ze and Xiang Long were crushed as if they were ants!

"Woooo!"

The elephant-headed human-bodied cultivator, with his Spiritual Sense locked and his mouth and nose sealed, could only emit faint, whimpering protests like a mortal.

He truly was unwilling.

Why should he die inexplicably here?

Just before he left, he had told his wife and daughter in the clan land a hundred miles away that he would return within an hour!

"No, I can't just die here! Even if I die, I must find a way to make some noise, to send some warning to the old and weak in my clan land."

The elephant-headed human cultivator tried to activate his spiritual power to self-destruct, hoping to alert his clan, his wife, and children in such a decisive manner.

However, after trying, he realized that no matter how hard he tried, the spiritual power that used to respond to him so readily didn't stir in the slightest.

It was as if his body was no longer his own.

"Damn it! If self-destruction doesn't work, there must be other ways. Think of the magic I've learned, think..."

The resentful thoughts of the elephant-headed human cultivator abruptly ceased at that moment.

Outside.

A clump of green material, mingled with strands of black energy, burst forth from the tall demon cultivator's brow and instantly burrowed into the body of the Purple Spirit Elephant Clan demon cultivator on the ground.

A moment later.

The scarred elephant-headed cultivator stood up from the ground, shook his robe, and the dirt and weeds scattered.

He strode toward the spatial portal, heavily warded by the Taoist.

As he passed the body he had previously occupied, he lightly tapped its shoulder.

Instantly, another heap of ashes formed on the ground.

"It's been a thousand years, I wonder if a few old friends from the Nine Provinces Realm are still around,"

muttered the Origin of the Demon Realm, somewhat unused to his new nose, as he gazed at the spatial portal enveloped in a Golden Spiritual Power Shield and pillars of fire.

Following that,

he twisted his face and scoffed in the direction of West Pole Peak.

"Hah, no matter how strong you are, capable of opening interdimensional portals, you can still only watch helplessly as I leave."