The Demon King is back, leading adorable kids on an adventure around the world!

Time flows like water, passing by silently.

The aftershocks of the Battle of Zhuilong Lake have not yet subsided, and a new storm is already brewing.

A few days later, one morning.

Before dawn, a purple light suddenly appeared on the southeastern horizon.

The purple light, as thin as a wisp of silk, pierced through the clouds for miles, illuminating every corner.

"What is that?"

Someone looked up, gazing at the horizon with a puzzled expression.

No one could answer that.

The purple light grew stronger and stronger, from a wisp to a beam, and from a beam to fill the entire sky.

Auspicious purple clouds drifted from the east, and rays of light shone in countless directions, transforming the entire southeastern sky into a dreamlike, fairyland-like scene.

In the sky, the clouds churned, as if something was about to burst out from within.

"Boom!"

A muffled rumble of thunder came from the horizon; it wasn't a thunderstorm, but rather the roar of an unusual celestial phenomenon.

A crack appeared in the clouds, and golden light poured down from the crack like a waterfall.

The crack grew larger and larger, making a tearing sound as the plastic film ripped.

The outline of a palace is faintly visible in the clouds.

It was a magnificent and ancient palace, entirely golden, radiating a dazzling light.

The palace walls were covered with runes, which flowed and exuded an ancient and weathered aura.

Nine bronze cranes stand on the roof of the palace, so lifelike that they seem ready to fly away at any moment.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The celestial bell tolled, its melodious sound spreading far and wide.

Wherever the bell tolls, birds and beasts fall silent, and all sounds cease.

Everyone felt the ancient pressure, like the aura of immortals, which was not to be trifled with.

From the clouds, flocks of white cranes flew out, their wingspans spanning several meters, circling around the palace.

The clear, melodious cry of the crane intertwined with the sound of the bell, creating a celestial melody that lingered and echoed throughout the hall!

After an incense stick had burned, the palace was fully revealed.

It floats 10,000 meters in the air, shining with golden light, illuminating all directions.

An awe-inspiring pressure emanated from the palace, spreading in all directions.

Within a radius of a thousand miles, everyone felt that oppressive aura.

Those with lower cultivation levels collapsed to the ground, while those with higher cultivation levels also wore solemn expressions.

"A celestial abode...that's the residence of immortals!"

"Ancient Secret Realm! The legendary ancient secret realm has appeared!"

"My God, this aura is more terrifying than any secret realm recorded in ancient books!"

The news spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the globe in an instant.

……

The first to sense it were those reclusive old monsters.

The East, on the shore of the East China Sea.

On an unnamed island, an elderly man with white hair sat cross-legged on a rock, fishing.

He wore a tattered straw raincoat, his face was withered, and he looked like an extremely ordinary fisherman.

But the moment the celestial bell rang, he opened his eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

A glimmer of light shines through the turbidity, and a sharp edge is hidden within the aged appearance.

It was as if he had seen through all the illusions of the world.

Beneath the indifference lurked a bloodthirsty glint.

"The Immortal Abode... has finally appeared in the world."

The old man muttered to himself and slowly stood up.

The raincoat was shaken off by a gentle force, revealing a blue Taoist robe.

The Taoist robe was embroidered with Bagua patterns, and spiritual light seemed to flow around it.

The old man took a step forward, and a blue cloud appeared out of thin air beneath his feet.

They lifted him up into the sky, his achievements reaching the pinnacle of creation, and he walked on clouds.

The old man stood with his hands behind his back, gazing towards the southeast, a smile playing on his lips.

Then, Qingyun suddenly accelerated, transforming into a streak of light that shot towards the sky.

"Three thousand years have passed. I have waited for three thousand years. Finally, it has come."

An aged voice, filled with excitement and agitation, echoed through the void.

……

In the west, deep in the Kunlun Mountains.

An unnamed mountain suddenly exploded.

Pebbles flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

A figure burst out from the mountainside, enveloped in golden light.

A middle-aged man could be vaguely seen enveloped in golden light.

He was tall and strong, with broad shoulders and a thick waist.

He was shirtless, his muscles were bulging, and a lifelike tiger was tattooed on his chest.

The middle-aged man had disheveled hair and wild eyes.

"Hahahaha! A celestial abode! I've waited eight hundred years, and it's finally here!"

The sound was like thunder, causing rocks to tumble down from the mountainside.

He took a step, the void beneath his feet shattered, and he shot into the sky like a cannonball.

It was moving at incredible speed, leaving a long trail of golden flame behind it.

"I'll see what treasures are hidden in this immortal abode!"

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