Void Illusionary Divine Pace, Main Hall

  A long scarlet carpet led directly betwee pilrs and into the main hall.

  Jason stared at the cross-legged statue of a white-bearded elder, five or six meters i. Even though it was only a statue, its craftsmanship was vivid and lifelike, as if it were a real person.

  The statue was imposing and majestiflueng others to have thoughts of worshipping him.

  This was the Aral Master Daozang, spoken of in legends!

  "So, you're finally here," Feeling an aura behind him, Jason smiled and gnced behind him.

  Demon Lord stared at him and asked. "What brings you here? With your strength, I don't think you'll be ied in the legacy of Aral Master Daozang."

  Jason smiled mysteriously. "I'm here for something else."

  Demon Lord was surprised, raising his eyebrows at his words but before he could ask, an endless sea of energy desded from above, drowning the two of them.

  "Hmm?"

  A vast and distant voice sounded from the end of the main hall. It sounded surprised.

  The voice spoke with a clear, booming tone. "I've waited for tens of millions of years—all the ones who've e before you were members of the demon . But now, I've finally received two young members of the human , both with good talent. Are the two of you willing to succeed in my legad serve mankind?"

  The sound of this voice seemed to se all wicked thoughts from their hearts.

  The Demon Lord nodded and responded with indifference. "I'll serve mankind."

  "I only follow my heart!" Jason spoke with a smile. "I'm not here to i any legacy or anything. I'm here for something that's in your possession."

  "Oh?" The i focused on Jason before a surprised cry rang into the space. "How this be?... No wonder. Iing. What do you want?"

  Jason smiled and raised his hand, an a book instantly appearing. "The remnant page of this book."

  "The Temporal Demon Spirit Book!" The voice cried out in shock.

  After a moment of silehe voice sounded again. "Then giving this page to you is the best choice."

  A single piece of paper slowly drifted down and nded before Jason

  Jason reached out, grabbed it, and stored it away.

  The ihen focused on the Demon Lord. "You've already reached the Dao on which is very impressive and I also feel the medial liquid into your body. If you bey disciple, you will have the Daoza and, which allows you to and anyone of the Daozang lineage. However, a certain person will always be after your life, regardless of your as. That person easily destroy the six major divis. If you're afraid, you may back out now."

  "I'm willing." The Demon Lord calmly replied without the slightest hesitation.

  "Very well."

  The Demon Lord received a cultivation teique. The details slowly seeped into his mind. It was aremely powerful teique that surpassed his imagination. If he could successfully cultivate it, he'd definitely be able to surpass the Martial Aor Realm within a short amount of time.

  "Many thanks, Master!" The Demon Lord cupped his hands towards the void. He then sat down and his figure gradually faded away.

  Aral Master Daozang's i returo Jason and lightly spoke. "I presume that you're aware that my disciple is one of the six reinations, correct?"

  "Yes," Jason nodded his head, not hiding. "I've e across two of them. But even if there are six, I don't hem. I hahe Sage Emperor alone."

  "Being fident is good, but you're just being arrogant." Aral Master Daozang's i seemed displeased.

  Jason smiled. "It's my fiden my abilities. Even if I may not be his match face-to-face, when it es to assassination, no one is my equal. It's alking to you."

  Aral Master Daozang announced, "I've chosen the oo succeed my legad passed the remnant page of the Temporal Demon Spirit Book to you. My mission is plete, and soon my i will dissipate. You have chosen a dangerous path that I have no trol over, so do your best."

  "O thing. There are many treasures hidden here; take them if you wish. But remember that at least tens of millions of people have died here. Even though I trol the Void Illusionary Divine Pace, I did not build it. sider carefully!" As the voice spoke, it drifted away and finally disappeared.

  Jason realized that Aral Master Daozang had faded away.

  Suddenly, a burst of ughter resounded off the walls.

  "AHAHAHAHA! That Aral Master Daozang has finally kicked the bucket! From now on, I'm in charge!"

  The voinounced.

  Everyohroughout the Void Illusionary Divine Pace could hear that thunderous voice. They raised their heads towards the empty air with puzzled expressions. No one knew what was going on.

  The voice ughed again. "I fot to introduce myself. I'm the Void Illusionary Divine Pace. Over the past ten million years, I gradually formed my own sciousness. I never showed myself because of that old fart, Aral Master Daozang. But now, I've gained my freedom. From now on, everyone ihe Void Illusionary Divine Pace has to obey me!"

  Jason chuckled at the words, a pyful smile hanging on his face. 'Let's first grab the treasures before taking care of this little thing. Hehe...'

  He closed his eyes as his spiritual i covered the entire Void Illusionary pace, finding the treasures.

  Moving his feet, he teleported to multiple pces, gathering the treasures.

  Jason moved all the treasures ihe Myriad Miles Rivers and Mountains Painting.

  The task exhausted Jason so much that he found himself gasping for air.

  As for the i of the Void Illusionary Pace, he annihited it pletely, being the sole master of the majestic piece of art.

  While he was busy with that, a massively powerful i bhe Void Illusionary Divine Pace from the outside. Every single expert ihe pace could feel the frightening pressure.

  They couldn't help raising their heads and staring iy space.

  The frightening power seemed as if it wao tear them apart.

  *Pfft!* *Pfft!* *Pfft!*

  The weaker experts immediately vomited fresh blood uhe fearful pressure. The ones who were worst off even died.

  Everyone was frightened and trembling in fear.

  This was the presence of a Martial Aor Realm expert!

  A dark and heavy growl sounded from nowhere.

  "This is to everyone ihe Void Illusionary Divine Pace. I am Hierarch Bether of the Demon God's Seo one is allowed to leave without my permission. The pace is already under my Demon God Sect's trol. You may leave by handing over all of your treasures. Otherwise, you'll die here!"

  Everyone ihe pace exged looks. Even the members of the Demon God Sect couldn't help looking downcast.

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