Xiao Chen had mixed feelings about the decline of the Xiao Clan. Yes, three years had passed. The Xiao Clan, which was once at the height of its power, was now in complete decline. The golden age of the Xiao Clan, which was once the center of attention, was gone forever.
Xiao Sheng was the ancestor of the Xiao Clan. Three thousand years ago, the Xiao Clan was the only overlord of the entire Heavenly Chen Continent. They were known as the Sacred Clan. There were many Saints in the clan, and there were many Dao Emperors. As for the Dao Sovereigns, Dao Kings, and cultivators below them, they were innumerable.
It could be said that in Xiao Sheng's era, the Heavenly Chen Continent was the Xiao Clan's world. The Sacred Clan was the overlord of the Heavenly Chen Continent. In that era, no one dared to go against the Xiao Clan.
The Sacred Clan could also be called a Saint Clan. The first condition for a clan to be called a Sacred Clan was that there was a Saint in the clan. At the same time, other sects and empires with Saints could also be called Saint Sects or Saint Empires.
In short, as long as it had the word 'Saint', it meant that it was an extraordinary and powerful force that stood proudly in a region. Other forces without Saints could only bow their heads in front of the Saint Gentry Families.
The Xiao Clan used to be such a powerful Sacred Clan, and it flourished for a period of time. Unfortunately, the Xiao Clan's Saint, Xiao Sheng, perished in the great war three thousand years ago. At the same time, all the Dao Masters and Dao Kings in the clan were annihilated, and only a few old, young, and women survived. As a result, the decline of the Xiao Clan was inevitable.
It was no exaggeration to say that in the battle three thousand years ago, the Xiao Clan fought against the army of demonic cultivators alone. It was also because of the Xiao Clan's existence that the Heavenly Chen Continent was preserved. Otherwise, the Heavenly Chen Continent would have been destroyed three thousand years ago.
Thinking about the past three thousand years, Xiao Sheng slowly came back to his senses. He then looked at Elder Sky and smiled. "Since the Demon Saint is here, let's act according to plan."
Xiao Sheng was already prepared to face the Demon Saint again. Otherwise, he wouldn't have forced his Saint Soul to remain. Hearing Xiao Sheng's words, Elder Sky asked in a deep voice, "You really don't need my help?"
"No, Elder Sky has more important things to do." Xiao Sheng said.
Xiao Sheng didn't want Sky Elder to take action against the Demon Saint that was about to descend. It wasn't that he looked down on Sky Elder, but that Sky Elder had more important things to do. This matter was related to the fate of all living things in the Heavenly Chen Continent.
... but Elder Sky's Formation...................................................................................................
He didn't want Elder Sky's help. Seeing this, Elder Sky didn't say anything. Indeed, what he needed to do was more important than Xiao Sheng.
Xiao Sheng and Elder Sky looked at each other and smiled. One of them was a dead man who had been dead for more than three thousand years, while the other was an ancient Formation Spirit who had lived for countless years. Their eyes met. Xiao Sheng said with a carefree smile.
"After this farewell, I'm afraid we won't have the chance to meet again."
"Life and death are predestined. Go. Use this remnant of your soul to fight for the Heavenly Chen Continent again." Elder Sky smiled when he heard Xiao Sheng's words.
They already knew their fate. But whether it was Xiao Sheng or Elder Sky, they didn't have the slightest fear or resistance. They just felt carefree.
While the two were talking, a monstrous blood aura spread out from the spatial tunnel in the West Sea Domain. In an instant, it enveloped the sky and earth.
The dense Blood Qi caused the sky of the West Sea Domain to turn blood-red. At the same time, with the appearance of the Blood Qi, a terrifying pressure was emitted from the Space Tunnel.
The Ruler of the Continent of the Nine Clouds and the others were originally rushing towards Western Zhou City, but when they sensed the monstrous blood aura, they looked at the dark spatial tunnel with gloomy expressions.
In the face of this pressure, even the Rulers felt their hearts palpitate. Looking at the horizon, the Ruler of the Ten Thousand Weapons frowned and muttered, "Is he finally here?"
Needless to say, everyone could guess what this pressure and blood aura meant. The Demon Saint of the Demonic Cultivators was about to descend. Only a Saint could have such power. Even the almighty Dao Emperors felt their hearts palpitate.
Everyone on the Heavenly Chen Continent looked at the West Sea Domain. Even ordinary people could feel that an extremely powerful existence was about to descend on the Heavenly Chen Continent.
It was as if the end of the world had come. The person had not yet arrived, but the huge pressure had already made everyone tremble in fear.
Under everyone's gaze, a middle-aged man in a blood-red robe slowly walked out from the spatial tunnel. His hands were behind his back, and his face was calm. He looked down at the earth like a king who stood above the heavens and earth.
Needless to say, this middle-aged man was naturally the Black Wing Devil Saint. With the arrival of the Black Wing Devil Saint, the six surviving Devil Emperors immediately rose into the air from Western Zhou City. They knelt in front of the Black Wing Devil Saint and bowed their heads respectfully.
"Greetings, Lord Demon Saint. We have failed in our task. Please punish us."
He glanced at the six Demon Emperors in front of him and said in an extremely indifferent tone, "After this is over, you will be confined in the Blood Lake for a year."
He did not hide his punishment at all. When the six Demon Emperors heard Demon Saint Black Wing's words, their eyes flashed with fear.
They knew very well what confinement in the Blood Lake for a year meant. Even two hours in the Blood Lake was enough to make them wish they were dead, let alone a year.
They didn't expect Demon Sage Black Wing's punishment to be so severe. However, the six Demon Emperors didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction. Otherwise, they wouldn't just be confined for a year. They might not even be able to survive.
Demon Saint Black Wing nodded respectfully and ignored the six Demon Emperors. He looked at the Heavenly Chen Continent indifferently. After a long time, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"It's been three thousand years. I didn't expect to set foot on the Heavenly Chen Continent again. This time, I will not return empty-handed."
"Is that so? Then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, Demon Saint Black Wing. " He thought back to what had happened three thousand years ago. However, as soon as Black Wing Demon Saint finished speaking, a calm voice sounded out of nowhere. Then, Xiao Sheng appeared in front of Black Wing Demon Saint without any warning.
Seeing Xiao Sheng, Demon Saint Black Wing's calm face finally changed. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes. Demon Saint Black Wing was surprised to see Xiao Sheng again. "Xiao Sheng, you're not dead?"
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