The Demon Venerable's right eye was facing the five mirrors.
Including his own black mirror, there were six mirrors in total, and they were distributed in the shape of a hexagon.
From Chen Luoyang's point of view, the first mirror on the left of the other five mirrors was a mirror that was half black and half white.
The voice from this mirror belonged to a woman. She didn't talk much.
The second mirror on the left was a golden mirror that exuded a zen aura. It belonged to a Buddhist almighty. Previously, because of the matter regarding the successor of the Devil Buddha, he sent his successor to the Divine Land together with the monks from the Western Paradise.
His name seemed to be Heavenly Buddha?
He was the one who threw the Yellow Earth Talisman into the world of mortals and the Divine Land.
The first mirror on the right side of Chen Luoyang had only lit up once, which was the first time Chen Luoyang touched the right eye of the black mirror.
It was a man's voice. Even though he had only heard it once, it left a deep impression on Chen Luoyang.
It was like the chilly wind from the Yellow Spring, which made people shudder.
However, ever since that time, the grey mirror never lit up again, nor did it emit any sound.
The second mirror on the right side was the blue mirror. The rough and bold voice came out of it the most, and it talked with the Demon Venerable that Chen Luoyang pretended to be.
The voice sounded rough and unruly, but it was testing Chen Luoyang a lot.
The last mirror was the one with a dark purple frame facing Chen Luoyang.
The mirror did not make a sound, nor did it light up.
But today, a voice came out of it.
It was a woman's voice.
For some reason, Chen Luoyang felt the voice was familiar.
The owner of the blue mirror smiled and said, "Young Master Tian, you and Old Demon Tang have finally come out of seclusion. Compared to the battle between you two, Old Demon Tang accepting a disciple is just a small matter. It's not worth mentioning."
In the purple mirror, the woman's voice was calm. She said in a flat tone, "There are only Heavenly Lords in the world."
The rough male voice in the azure mirror said, "You're right."
Chen Luoyang listened to their conversation from behind the black mirror, and his heart tightened.
He recalled the information he had noticed here before.
Young Master Tian was also in seclusion.
This person seemed to have a grudge against the Demon Lord with the surname Tang, so he came back to cause trouble for the Demon Lord after coming out of seclusion.
Even Young Master Tian had come out of seclusion?
The dark purple mirror that had never lit up before, and the female voice that was speaking now, was the owner of that so-called Young Master Tian?
Just like the Demon Deity and Heavenly Buddha, the Heavenly Monarch was actually this person's title?
The so-called Young Monarch Tian was more like a mockery. From it, one could feel a sense of superiority as a senior looking down on a junior.
Or perhaps, there was once another Lord of Heaven, and now this Young Lord Tian was related to him, so he inherited the title and position of the Lord of Heaven?
But judging from the current situation, although the title of Young Master Tian was a little disdainful, as the owner of the dark purple mirror, he had the same status as the Demon Deity, the Heavenly Buddha, and the owner of the dark blue mirror, which was recognized by the other participants.
In other words, he might not have enough experience, but his cultivation and strength were not to be underestimated.
Moreover, to the Demon Deity and the other antiques who had been in seclusion for thousands of years, everyone was a junior.
This Young Master Tian might not have enough experience to compare with the Demon Deity and the Heavenly Buddha, but to the others in the mortal world, he might also be an antique.
And to Chen Luoyang, his current problem was that this Young Master Tian might want to cause trouble for the Demon Deity.
In other words, he wanted to cause trouble for him.
As expected, the owner of the dark purple mirror didn't waste time talking to the rough male voice. Instead, she said to the black mirror on Chen Luoyang's side, "I came out of seclusion a little late, Demon Deity. If it's convenient for you, I'll go to the mortal world now."
… Of course it's not convenient!
Don't come over!
Chen Luoyang screamed in his mind.
The word "not convenient" lingered in his throat for a long time, and he almost didn't say it out loud.
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, he suddenly realized …
The light on the dark purple mirror in front of him disappeared, and there was no more sound coming from it.
So … the owner only wanted to greet him, to be polite, and didn't care if he agreed or not?
A voice came from the azure mirror. At this moment, the tone was rather leisurely. "Young people are really impatient."
Chen Luoyang sucked in a cold breath.
So, that means that Young Master Tian is already coming to the mortal world?
And he's coming for me, the Demon Deity?
Can she find me, find the Demon Venerable, or find this dark Grotto-Heaven?
Chen Luoyang felt his heart tightening.
He forced himself to calm down and said in a casual tone, "It's good to be young."
Then, he stopped communicating with the other mirrors and withdrew his consciousness from the power of his "right eye."
Chen Luoyang's true body was seeing off the Sky River Old Sword Immortal, Jiang Yi, Bie Donglai, Zhu Xu, and the others outside the central hall. He said to Bie Donglai, "Master ordered me to arrange a residence for you here. You don't need to guard the cauldron at all times, but you can't leave here to return to the mortal world."
Bie Donglai nodded. "I understand."
Then he winked at Chen Luoyang.
Clearly, he hoped that Chen Luoyang would plead for him, just like he had for Ying Qingqing, and ask the Demon Deity to tell him Han Yan's whereabouts.
At this moment, everyone's hearts trembled.
This dark Grotto-Heaven seemed to be shaken from the outside!
A woman's voice suddenly echoed inside the cave.
"Demon Deity, long time no see."
Her tone was calm, but when they heard the voice, all the heavyweights of the mortal world frowned.
Demon Deity, this title was a bit …
As the ruler of the mortal world, the Demon Lord surnamed Tang might not care much about it, but the other people in the mortal world, in order to show their respect, basically called him "Supreme", and no one would call him "Demon Lord".
And not only did she call him Demon Deity, but this woman's tone was calm, but no matter how they listened, there wasn't much respect in her voice.
Everyone looked at each other, as if they understood something.
This woman was not from the mortal world, but from beyond it. She was very likely a powerful expert of the same level as the Demon Deity, the ruler of a realm.
Zhu Xu and Bie Donglai were young, and they looked at the others with probing eyes.
The Hierarch of the Ancient God of the mortal world, Jiang Yi, did not say anything, but her lips moved.
From the shape of her lips, it was roughly "Dao Lord of the Qingwei Realm" and "Heavenly Lord of the Xihe Realm."
The old Sword Immortal, Patriarch Blood River, Azure Dragon Island Lord, Emperor Chu, and the others looked at Western Paradise's Abbot Pu Hui and Island Lord Fusang.
Seeing this, Chen Luoyang fell into deep thought.
To the big shots of the mortal world, it was no secret that there was always someone better than the mortal world.
It seemed like the owners of the mirrors were also known.
It was not surprising that Western Paradise's Abbot Pu Hui was related to the Heavenly Buddha.
And from the previous conversations between the mirrors, Chen Luoyang already knew that there were two women among the owners of the mirrors.
The first mirror on the left, the one that was half black and half white, was a woman. The dark purple mirror on the opposite side, was also a woman.
The latter was the so-called Young Lord Tian, and the land that ruled seemed to be called Xihe Realm?
And the former was the Dao Lord that Jiang Yi spoke of, the ruler of the Qingwei Realm?
Heavenly Buddha ruled this realm, and it must be a holy land of Buddhism.
The Qingwei Realm ruled by this Dao Lord, and from the title of "Qingwei," could it be a blessed land of Daoism?
Everyone looked at Western Paradise's Abbot Pu Hui, perhaps because of the serious conflict between Buddhism and Daoism in the mortal world.
Then why did they look at Island Lord Fusang?
Was Fusang Island related to Xihe Realm?
Just like the relationship between Western Paradise and the Buddhist world, or maybe the Green Bull Temple was also related to the Qingwei Realm?
At this moment, Island Lord Fusang was extremely quiet. He looked down and did not say a word.
At this moment, Chen Luoyang divided a part of his attention to the remains of the Demon Lord in the Central Hall.
Since he was here, he might as well take things as they came.
Since the other party was already here, he could only face it calmly.
The deep and majestic voice of the "Demon Lord" sounded again.
"It was just a flick of a finger, how could it be long?"
In the dark Grotto-heaven, a ball of purple light lit up.
In the center of the purple light, there seemed to be ten blazing suns that alternated and rotated endlessly.
Surrounded by the ten suns, a slender figure of a woman could be faintly seen.
Her appearance was not real, but her terrifying aura was not inferior to that of the Demon Lord.
In the eyes of the crowd, the real suns were not enough to describe her power.
The figure of the woman was like the ruler of the stars and the sun.
The old Sword Immortal, Patriarch Blood River, Jiang Yi, and the other powerhouses of the mortal world stopped in their tracks. They stood silently outside the Central Hall with their backs facing the hall, facing the woman calmly.
It was the same for Western Paradise's Abbot Pu Hui and Island Lord Fusang.
At this moment, no matter what they were thinking, on the surface, everyone was undoubtedly standing on the same side. They were standing on the side of the mortal world and facing the guests from beyond the heavens.
The woman in the purple light said indifferently, "A thousand years is indeed like a flick of a finger when there is nothing in the heart. If there is something in the heart, a day is already like a year."
The voice of the "Demon Lord" in the hall was nonchalant, "There are indeed not many things that can make me worry."
As Chen Luoyang pretended to be the Demon Lord and spoke, his heart tightened.
The Demon Lord had already fallen, leaving behind his remains and did not revive.
In his current state, he could hide it from the old Sword Immortal, Patriarch Blood River, Island Lord Fusang, and the others, but could he hide it from this Young Master Tian?
The other party's strength was very likely to be on par with the real Demon Lord.
If the other party found out that the Demon Lord had already fallen, then Chen Luoyang would inevitably lose his chance.
Right now, the things that he could use were limited. His only real hope was probably the cauldron in the hall and the things that were refined in the cauldron.
However, this treasure had not been truly refined, and it was obviously an extremely ferocious treasure. Under its agitation, it made one's heart palpitate.
Unfortunately, Chen Luoyang had no other choice. He could only focus and communicate with the three-legged cauldron through the black mirror.
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