Inside Mingxin Dao Palace, the old Daoist priest in the painting never expected that after escaping for so many years, this place—once the highest existence in a universe—would accompany the cultivators here to face another Demon Calamity.
Last time, they smashed it to pieces.
They fell in body and soul.
This time...
If they fail to repel the demons, even the Spirit Veins will be dug up.
Those bastards!
Pain filled the old Daoist's heart.
"I don't have much time left. Let's make it brief."
Through the Dao Palace, the old Daoist sensed the horned Demon King the girl spoke of—that thing was frantically searching for the Dao Palace.
"The Mingxin Dao Palace you see now is actually only one-tenth of the outer court of Mingxin Dao Palace."
Yet Tuantuan's calls grew more and more sluggish.
Another gust of wind blew, tilting her slightly off course.
Chapter 470