Invincible Divine Sword Chapter 2107: 2107: Old Huo, This Is Our New Holy Master

More than two months had passed.

The vessel finally came to a halt before the threshold of the Primordial Demon World.

Within the Primordial Demon World, thick demonic qi surged violently, casting flickering illusions of demons across the cosmic backdrop. The vast Sea of Demon Energy served as a sanctuary for countless hidden entities.

Because the demonic qi in this stellar region is exceptionally suited for the Cultivation of Demon Sect Techniques, many demons have spent centuries training within the depths of this Sea of Demon Energy.

Naturally, these demons do not merely focus on their Cultivation; they often lie in wait to ambush lone disciples traveling through the area, plundering their precious resources.

Yang Xiaotian stared at the Primordial Demon World ahead, feeling the Innate Demon Seed inside his body begin to pulse with restless energy.

“Enter the Primordial Demon World!” Yang Xiaotian commanded after a brief pause.

The Dragon Night Spaceship surged forward, piercing through the heavy layers of the Sea of Demon Energy as it made its way toward the world beyond.

To avoid drawing too much attention, Yang Xiaotian and his companions had placed an illusion over the ship, masking its dragon qi and altering its external form.

Just as the spaceship penetrated the Sea of Demon Energy, a hidden demon found the temptation too great and launched an assault on the group.

However, the moment the attack was unleashed, the Destroying Heaven Demon, Blood Demon Old Monster, Red Dragon Mad Demon, Golden Armored Qilin, and Yin Yang Ghost Master retaliated as one.

The sheer force of their combined power caused the expressions of the attacker and the surrounding observers to twist in sudden shock.

Amidst a wave of terror and hopelessness, the attacking demon was pulverized by the overwhelming strength of the Destroying Heaven Demon, Blood Demon Old Monster, and their allies.

Even without the Abyss of Darkness or the Dragon Corpse Beast intervening, the power displayed by the Destroying Heaven Demon and the others was far beyond what most experts in the Heavenly Dao Tenth Layer Realms could endure.

As the demon was obliterated, the nearby onlookers scattered in a frantic panic, resembling birds fleeing a disturbed forest.

The spaceship continued its rapid advance.

With no further attempts at ambush, the party successfully crossed into the Primordial Demon World.

Once the ship had entered the realm, the demons who had fled earlier crept back, whispering about Yang Xiaotian’s party.

“Who is that youth? How can he have so many followers at the Heavenly Dao Tenth Layer realms?”

“Look at the two who didn't even move! They must surely be masters of the Unity Realm Stage!”

Upon entering the Primordial Demon World, Yang Xiaotian and his group hovered over a massive ocean.

In this world, the waters are entirely black, devoid of any blue or green hues. A thin veil of demonic qi blankets the entire Primordial Demon World as far as the eye can see.

Even the clouds above are shades of deep crimson and black.

The red clouds are particularly unsettling, chilling one to the bone. Some of these clouds drift like blood-soaked beasts, watching over the lands below.

“Our first destination is the Demon Territory,” Yang Xiaotian decided after some thought.

Having set his course, he steered the spaceship toward the north.

His primary objective in coming to the Primordial Demon World was to master the Primordial Demon Holy Body and subsequently absorb the Primordial Demon World Origin.

To cultivate the Primordial Demon Holy Body, he required Primordial Demon Energy, which meant he needed to locate a source of this power immediately.

As the most potent form of demonic qi in this realm, Primordial Demon Energy is not easily found in every corner of the world.

The Demon Territory is a well-known location where such energy is abundant.

Crucially, the Demon Territory is not under the jurisdiction of the First Demon, which would make their search for the energy much simpler.

The Demon Territory is a lawless land filled with competing factions, making it the most volatile region in the Primordial Demon World—a place defined by slaughter, gore, and shadow.

The web of influences here is so complex that even the authority of the First Demon cannot reach it.

As they arrived, Yang Xiaotian’s initial impression of the Demon Territory was one of filth, instability, and the overwhelming scent of blood.

Mounds of skeletons were visible in numerous locations.

Some of the bodies were recently slain, still giving off the foul odor of decay.

The cities within the Demon Territory were dilapidated and chaotic; although they possessed Guard Armies, the soldiers were largely ineffective. These guards would ignore murders happening right in front of them.

While passing one of these cities, a figure huddled by the road suddenly drew the attention of the Destroying Heaven Demon, Blood Demon Old Monster, and Red Dragon Mad Demon.

Noticing their reaction, Yang Xiaotian followed their gaze.

The figure was an elderly man in tattered clothes with messy hair. He lay curled on the ground with a fading aura, clearly suffering from fatal wounds and nearing his end.

The Destroying Heaven Demon, Blood Demon Old Monster, and Red Dragon Mad Demon rushed toward the ragged elder in excitement.

With shaking hands, the Blood Demon Old Monster gripped the man’s shoulders, his voice thick with emotion: “Old Huo, is that truly you?”

The old man trembled at the sound of the voice. He opened his eyes and stared at the Blood Demon Old Monster in shock: “You... Blood Demon?! Is it really you, Blood Demon?!”

He found it hard to believe he would encounter the Blood Demon Old Monster before he breathed his last.

“It’s me, Old Huo, I’m here!” the Blood Demon Old Monster choked out. “And I’m not alone—Destroying Heaven and Red Dragon are here as well!”

The elder’s excitement grew as he saw the other two: “Destroying Heaven, Red Dragon, you’ve come as well!”

The Destroying Heaven Demon and Red Dragon Mad Demon both nodded, their faces alight with emotion.

“How did this happen to you? Who inflicted such wounds?!” the Destroying Heaven Demon asked, his excitement turning into a simmering rage.

He could tell that Old Huo’s Holy Vein was ruined, his Dantian was shattered, and his Divine Soul had been brutally damaged.

“It was the followers of the Rain Demon...” the old man answered weakly after a moment of hesitation.

“The Rain Demon!” The expressions of the Destroying Heaven Demon and the others darkened instantly.

The Rain Demon was the third most powerful figure in the Primordial Demon World, surpassed only by the First Demon and the Mad Demon.

The top ten figures in this world are considered Supreme Overlords, each possessing terrifying power.

Although the Rain Demon is ranked below the Mad Demon, some believe his true strength is equal, suggesting he simply keeps a lower profile.

“My time is nearly up,” the elder said with a weary smile. “Blood Demon, what brings you here?”

“Old Huo, let me introduce you. This is our new Holy Master,” the Blood Demon Old Monster said, gesturing toward Yang Xiaotian.

“The new Holy Master!” The old man looked at Yang Xiaotian with wide eyes before turning back to his friends. “Are you saying this youth has claimed the Holy Order of Myriad Demons?”

Hearing the elder refer to Yang Xiaotian as a mere "youth," the faces of the Blood Demon Old Monster and the others went pale. They quickly bowed to Yang Xiaotian. “Your Majesty, Old Huo was unaware of your status and meant no disrespect. We beg for your mercy!”

The old man was bewildered. He had only called the boy a youth—why did that terrify the Blood Demon Old Monster and the others so much?

Just who was this young man?

Because his Holy Vein and Dantian had been destroyed years ago, leaving him to wait for death, he was completely ignorant of the events involving the Ancestor Dragon Realm or the World Academy.

Yang Xiaotian dismissed the concerns of the Blood Demon Old Monster and the others with a wave of his hand. “It is no matter.” He signaled for them to stand before producing a Primordial Life Holy Fruit.

“A Primordial Life Holy Fruit!” The old man’s eyes flared with renewed light.