on where the azure flame resided."I have no brothers, no one... who is in the same position as me! I am the primordial demon!" The myriad paths primordial demon said in a cold voice."No, Ancestor, th...Fang Yu and Chen Ye headed towards the direction of Bafeng Shenzong all the way.

"I didn't get a chance to ask last night, what did the Eight Divine Sects do to the Feather Transformation Sect back then Why did it leave such a deep impression on you" Fang Yu asked along the way.

Upon hearing this question, Chen Ye's face darkened, and his eyes became filled with resentment and coldness.

"When the Eight Divine Sects made their move, the Yuhuamen had reached its weakest point." Chen Ye gritted his teeth and said, "But without the several sects in the Nanjiang Boundary Realm's underhanded actions, the Yuhuamen would never have ended up like this! And Master wouldn't have… "

In Chen Ye's furious and hateful words, Fang Yu learned about what had happened back then.

Five hundred years ago, Lin Xinyu was supposed to ascend to the Transcendent Realm during her closed-door cultivation. However, she was attacked at a critical moment, leaving her severely injured. The entire Yuhua Gate suffered heavy losses, completely shattering their hopes of rising to prominence.

But back then, the Yuhua Gate wasn't so desolate that it only had a master and disciple left to rely on each other.

...and the final blow that utterly shattered Yuhuamen... came from the joint effort of two sects from the Nanjiang region.

Those two sects... are precisely the current Third-Rank Immortal Sects, the Eight Seals Divine Sect and the Zhenwu Physical Body Sect!

More than two hundred years ago, the Yuhua Sect had reached its weakest point. The entire sect had less than a hundred people, and most were elderly with old injuries.

Due to the battle five hundred years ago, Lin Xiumu's cultivation regressed to the Tianji realm, barely maintaining it. However, his strength was no longer comparable to that of a normal Tianji realm cultivator.

At that time, the Yuhuamen was already very weak. The major sects that had once joined forces to achieve a common goal no longer attacked the Yuhuamen, but rather wanted to watch it slowly perish on its own.

Though this feeling was painful and humiliating, for the Yuhuamen at that time, being alive was enough.

However, no one expected that after those major sects ceased their actions... the Eight Seals Divine Sect and True Martial Body Sect on the Nanjiang border would stir.

Both of these sects were only fifth-level immortal gates at the time and weren't considered prominent in the Nanjiang region.

They obtained intelligence from some unknown source, hearing that the Yuhuamen still housed many top-tier magical spell secrets. They therefore conspired together, plotting something sinister.

More than two hundred years ago, one morning, they dispatched the most elite group of cultivators from their sect to the Yuhua Gate.

At that time, even facing two fifth-level immortal sects, the Yuhuamen had no power to fight back and could only be slaughtered.

Less than a hundred cultivators remained, holding fast to the Yu Hua Gate.

Those cultivators who had lived through the war five hundred years ago were already at the end of their lives. Facing the elite forces of the Eight Divine Sects and the Zhenwu Physical Arts Sect... they could only be crushed.

But, no one backed down.

In this way, most of the group of cultivators died.

Elite disciples from the Eight Divine Sects and the True Martial Body Sect broke into the Yuhuamen's Sutra Repository, seizing all the remaining scriptures that had survived numerous purges.

"I will never forget, the two Sect Masters of Baguashen and Zhenwutong at that time! When they left, they saw that two elders were still gasping for breath…" Chen Ye's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth gritted, and his fists clenched tightly as he said, "The two of them had agreed to each take one, then... they slaughtered those two elders!"

Chen Ye gasped for breath, hatred causing him immense pain.

Over the next two hundred years, only a handful of people remained in the Yuhua sect. No one was willing to join, and the master had no intention of taking on new disciples... So, with the passing of time, one by one they passed away, until only I and my master were left...

Just by listening to Chen Ye's words, Fang Yu could feel this despair.

Pain, however, is incomparable.

But to endure such constant suffering and to witness loved ones dying one by one...the pain is unimaginable.

Even ordinary people, if they didn't die following [him], would probably become insane.

Fang Yu looked at Chen Ye.

At this moment, Chen Ye's eyes were bloodshot, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

He has lived to this day, which already takes immense courage.

"You worked hard." Fang Yu said.

"No, I'm not suffering. Master's pain is a hundred times worse than mine. I…" Chen Ye wiped his tears, choking back sobs.

Fang Yu stopped speaking and looked ahead.

Eight Divine Sect, Zhenwu Physical Sect.

Both sects, don't even think about escaping retribution!

"The head of the Eight Divine Sects back then was called Di Chen, right" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

"...Yes." Chen Ye's emotions gradually calmed, he replied.

"The elites they brought back then should all be elders now," Fang Yu muttered to himself, "Today's a good opportunity to take them all out."

Saying that, Fang Yu looked at Chen Ye again.

Based on his cultivation aura, Chen Ye should possess the strength of the second realm of Tianji.

But Chen Ye's aura was unstable.

It is obvious that over the past centuries, Chen Ye must have suffered injuries of varying degrees, and has not yet recovered.

"Your injuries look pretty serious," Fang Yu asked.

Chen Ye's face changed slightly, and he said, "Master, although I am injured, I can still..."

"Don't worry, I just want to say that when you go back, I can take a look and see if there's any way to help your body recover." Fang Yu said.

"Thank you, Master!" Chen Ye replied gratefully.

"Whoosh!"

Fang Yu and Chen Ye's speed was extremely fast, quickly approaching the location of the Eight Sealed Divine Sect.

……

At this moment, in the Eight Divine Sects, on Tian Shen Peak.

Qiu Tianyi, clad in a black robe, stood on the dais of the headmaster's hall.

Before him, nearly five hundred cultivators had gathered!

Among them, four hundred monks were clad in purple robes, bearing the mark of a purple flame ball on their garments.

This indicates they are from the Main God Peak!

These four hundred cultivators were all elite disciples cultivated by the Lord God Peak. Most of them were at the peak of the Dao Gang realm, with a small number reaching the first realm of Tianji!

And the remaining sixty cultivators wore robes of other colors, indicating they came from other peaks. However, their strength was on par with the elite disciples of the Main God Peak.

As for the remaining forty, they are the elders of each peak!

These elders all have cultivation levels above the Heavenly Pole Realm!

Among them, there are those who have reached the third realm of Heavenly Extreme, and slightly weaker ones are at the first realm of Heavenly Extreme!

This is the grand gathering!

More than 70% of the top powers in the entire Bagu Shenzong have gathered here.

“The Divine Son is seriously injured, this is known to all.” Qiu Tianyi stood on the dais, his eyes cold, and said, “The one who inflicted the injury is from Yaochi Holy Land! Not only did they gravely wound the Divine Son and Yang Wu, but they also took away the marriage contract and slaughtered five elders of Wushen Peak! This is an act of war! This is a trampling of our Eight Seals God Sect’s dignity!”

"Since the other party wants to declare war, as a Tier 3 Immortal Sect, our Eight Sealed God Sect will never back down!"

Today, we shall go to the Yaochi Holy Land and make them pay the same price!

Qiu Tianyi's tone was filled with killing intent and majesty.

Five hundred cultivators present wore grave expressions, their eyes filled with anger and killing intent.

The methods of the Yaochi Holy Land are simply too arrogant and overbearing. They don't take our Eight Sealed Divine Sects seriously at all!

They want revenge! silent.Soon, it rose to the same height as Fang Yu.The Necromancer King spread his arms wide, the black robes behind him billowing in the wind, barely moving.And at this moment, a vortex-like black s...