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

The land of cherry blossoms, deep within Mount Fuji.

An old man sat cross-legged on the lava, meditating with his eyes closed.

He was dressed in a black kimono and had two long swords at his waist.

One is a tachi, and the other is a wakizashi.

He had a deep scar on his face, stretching from his left forehead to his right jaw.

This person is none other than Yagyu Jubei, the old swordsman of the Sakura Kingdom.

He is also a swordsman who has lived for three thousand years.

The moment the celestial bell rang, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"The Immortal Abode of the Chinese Immortals..."

He muttered to himself, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"My sword has not been drawn for three thousand years."

Today, let us use the blood of Chinese martial artists to consecrate our swords.

He stood up, drawing two long swords from their sheaths, their blades gleaming like snow.

With a single slash, a crack was cleaved open in the void.

He stepped into the crevice and disappeared.

……

Yuncheng, a suburban villa.

Luo Tian stood in the courtyard, gazing at the strange phenomenon in the southeast direction.

Purple clouds rise from the east, and rays of light shine in myriad directions.

The celestial bells rang out, and flocks of cranes appeared.

That ancient palace, suspended ten thousand meters in the air, exudes a breathtaking aura.

"The Immortal's Tomb..."

Luo Tian muttered to himself, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"No, it's not a celestial tomb, it's a celestial abode."

His spiritual sense was stronger than anyone else's, allowing him to perceive more things.

Within that palace, there were fluctuations of spiritual energy, traces of array formations, and the aura of treasures.

"Dad, what's that?"

Little Niannian, with her short legs and her little face upturned, asked curiously.

"A celestial abode."

Luo Tian rubbed her head.

"There are many treasures inside. Daddy will take you to hunt for them."

"Yay! Nian Nian wants the treasure!"

Little Niannian jumped up and down with joy.

Little Gold flew off her shoulder, its body swelled, and it transformed into a golden dragon hundreds of feet long, circling in the air.

"Master, come on up quickly, let's seize this opportunity!"

Those treasures all belong to the Luo family. Anyone who dares to reach for them will have their claws chopped off!

The little golden dragon roared to the heavens, its eyes, the size of lanterns, flashing with dazzling golden light.

Ye Qianxue rode a crane and descended from the sky.

The crane is pure white, with a wingspan of ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), and its feathers are crystal clear.

Ye Qianxue was dressed in white, her clothes as white as snow, and she held an ice-blue longsword, exuding an otherworldly aura.

Li Mengmeng arrived on her sword, the sword shimmering with golden light.

Although she was of average talent, she had a strong will.

His cultivation level has stabilized at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, with a faint trend of breaking through.

"Master, everything is ready."

The two said in unison.

Luo Tian nodded, took a step forward, and landed on Xiao Jin's back.

Xiao Niannian jumped up and sat next to Luo Tian.

Ye Qianxue rode a crane, Li Mengmeng flew on a sword, the four of them—one dragon and one crane—were ready to set off.

"Set off!"

At Luo Tian's command, Xiao Jin soared into the air, its golden dragon body slicing through the sky.

Cranes followed closely behind, their calls clear and melodious.

The spirit sword gleamed with golden light, carrying Li Mengmeng as it followed at the back.

Six figures flew towards the immortal abode in the southeast direction.

……

The ancient martial arts world, however, fell into a deathly silence.

Sword Control Sect, Mad Blade Sect, Azure Lotus Sword Sect...

All the major sects sensed the aura of the Immortal Abode.

But no one dared to go; all the high-end combatants died at Zhuilong Lake.

The rest are just small fry; they'd only be throwing their lives away...

"That Luo Tian will definitely go to the Immortal Abode."

"What if we run into him when we get there?"

"Never mind, saving your life is the priority."

The ancient martial arts world fell completely silent.

……

Above the clouds, five sword lights pierced the sky.

The people from Penglai Island have also arrived.

The leader was Han Zifeng, who wore a blue Taoist robe, had a long sword at his waist, and a cold expression.

He stood on a blue flying sword, its light as smooth as water, its chilling aura palpable.

Behind him were four elite disciples, each exuding an aura of arrogance and overbearing power.

"Senior brother, the immortal abode is just ahead."

An elite disciple pointed to the golden palace in the distance, his eyes filled with excitement.

Han Zifeng nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings.

"Someone got here before us."

His divine sense detected several powerful auras.

In the east, there are azure clouds; in the west, there is golden light; in the south, there is flowing light; and in the north, there is black mist.

There were also several auras from abroad, each stronger than the last.

"They're all here to seize opportunities."

Han Zifeng's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Then it's up to each of us to rely on our own abilities."

……