My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

Upon hearing this title, Tu Shan Hanyan's eyes widened even more, and she looked curiously back and forth between Gu Xing'er and Gu Changyuan.

However, she was quickly drawn to Gu Xing'er's pure and innocent eyes, and a sense of protectiveness and responsibility immediately welled up in her heart.

A human cub that looks much smaller than itself and needs to be cared for.

When her master entrusted her with this important task, Tu Shan Han Yan instantly felt the burden on her shoulders grow heavier, but she was also filled with enthusiasm.

She finished the rest of the skewers in a few bites, then clapped her hands, puffed out her chest, and solemnly assured Gu Changyuan:

"Grandmaster, don't worry! I will definitely take good care of Sister Xing'er!"

Gu Changyuan couldn't help but chuckle at her serious, adult-like expression, and ruffled her hair again.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to Xiaoyan."

As he spoke, he handed over a storage bag filled with various snacks.

"Thank you, Grandmaster!"

Tu Shan Hanyan happily accepted it, then took Gu Xing'er's small hand in her own, her voice softening:

"Little Xing'er, let me show you some of the fun things I've collected."

Seeing the two little ones quickly become familiar with each other, Gu Changyuan nodded in relief.

He flashed back to the foot of the Heavenly Demon Tower.

The ten disciples, including Tu Shan Youyao, were all ready to go, their auras calm and focused.

"Set off."

Gu Changyuan didn't say much, and a silver-gray spatial power enveloped the ten demons.

It then transformed into a dazzling rainbow, tearing through the clouds and hurtling towards the coordinates of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance headquarters provided by Tu Shan Youyao.

......

With Gu Changyuan's current terrifying speed, even with ten disciples, they arrived above the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance in less than half a day.

Below lies a vast basin situated at the confluence of several giant mountain ranges.

Thick clouds, mixed with various demonic energies, shrouded the basin, clearly indicating the operation of a large-scale protective formation.

Within the basin, buildings rise and fall in a rugged and diverse style, including majestic stone fortresses, ancient tree palaces, cave dwellings deep underground, and even cloud island pavilions floating in mid-air...

Its scale far surpasses that of the Ice Mist Valley I've seen before; it's practically a colossal demon city.

This is the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance—Ten Thousand Demons City.

The Ten Thousand Demons Alliance is not a highly centralized single sect, but a relatively loose alliance.

Its core is the "Elders' Council," composed of the three founding races and more than a dozen powerful first-class demon races that joined later. They are responsible for making major decisions.

It is divided into five departments: East, South, West, North, and Central, each managed by one or more powerful races over a vast demon territory.

Their power consolidation differs from that of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion.

The Heavenly Demon Pavilion has always been selective in its apprenticeship policy, choosing only the most outstanding and solitary demon talents.

Even the most exceptional demon prodigy, one in a thousand years, cannot even get close to the Heavenly Demon Pavilion if they fail the assessment.

But the Demon Alliance is different; they take a broad approach, which is basically recruiting men.

As long as a demon race has some foundation and isn't inherently weak, they'll accept them all as long as they're willing to submit.

While joining the Demon Alliance might offer some protection due to the alliance's name, there's no such thing as a free lunch.

Every year, a certain amount of cultivation resources must be handed over.

Those truly top-tier or even elite clans that stand at the pinnacle of the demon realm, possessing profound heritage spanning over ten thousand years and boasting numerous peerless experts, disdain joining the Myriad Demon Alliance.

For example, the Tushan clan, descended from the nine-tailed fox; the Dongfang clan of the East Sea, possessing the bloodline of an ancient true dragon; and the Nanming Phoenix clan, with the bloodline of a descendant of the Primordial Phoenix...

These groups have deep-rooted traditions and high self-esteem. They look down on the "mixed bag" alliance model of the Ten Thousand Demons Alliance and disdain joining it and being controlled by it.

Only a group like the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, with ten demon ancestors possessing saint-level bloodlines/demon cores, extraordinary talent and combat power, and extremely strong cohesion as its core, has taken a high-end elite route and its strength has expanded rapidly, which has truly attracted the attention and a trace of fear from these races.

However, the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion have strict rules and rarely cause trouble outside. They also act in a disciplined manner.

Therefore, most of these superior clans adopted a wait-and-see attitude or limited cooperation, and did not have a direct conflict with the Heavenly Demon Pavilion.

As a result, the only one in the entire Demon Realm who openly opposes the Heavenly Demon Pavilion and confronts it head-on at every turn is the Myriad Demon Alliance.

At this moment, above the City of Ten Thousand Demons, Gu Changyuan released his aura without reservation.

It wasn't just simple intimidation, but a kind of oppressive feeling that was almost like the "Tao."

It was as if the entire world trembled under his will; the clouds stopped, the space froze, and even the light became distorted and uncertain.

Gu Changyuan's terrifying aura descended with a roar, instantly enveloping the entire Ten Thousand Demon City and its surrounding thousand-mile area.

The protective array above the City of Ten Thousand Demons lit up in response, emitting a humming sound as if it were about to burst under the strain.

The city was filled with countless demons, whether they were cultivating, trading, patrolling, or resting.

They all felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, as if they were being pressed down by an invisible mountain; those with lower cultivation levels collapsed to the ground.

"Enemy attack—!"

The piercing alarm instantly blared throughout the entire city!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!..."

Countless streaks of light shot into the sky from all parts of the city.

In the blink of an eye, countless demon cultivators, so numerous they blotted out the sky, filled the sky above the City of Ten Thousand Demons.

Among them, nearly a hundred had reached the Tribulation Transcending Realm, and there were more than a dozen experts at the Half-Immortal level.

They belonged to different races, and their auras were either heavy, sharp, or violent. At this moment, they all looked at the eleven figures in the sky with solemn expressions, full of vigilance and hostility.

Leading the group were three ancient and profound demons, the current leaders of the three founding races of the Myriad Demon Alliance:

The ancestor of the Xuan Turtle Clan, a half-immortal at the eighth level, transformed into a hunchbacked old man, carrying a huge phantom of a tortoise shell on his back, his eyes cloudy yet containing a hidden glint of light.

The Golden Roc royal family ancestor, a half-immortal at the eighth level, had a tall and straight figure, golden wings on his back, and eyes as sharp as knives.

The ancestor of the Earthfire Dragon Lizard Clan, a half-immortal at the eighth level, was a burly man with red, scaled skin and an aura of lava emanating from his body.

They looked at the familiar faces of Tu Shan Youyao, Lu Jiuyi, and others high in the sky.

And the black-clad man surrounded by them, whose aura was unfathomable, already guessed the newcomer's identity and purpose.

"You demon ancestors of the Heavenly Demon Pavilion, how dare you trespass on the headquarters of my Ten Thousand Demon Alliance?"

Do you really think my Ten Thousand Demon Alliance is made of clay?!

Chief Jinpeng shouted sternly, his voice shaking the heavens, trying not to lose in terms of momentum.

"You dare to barge into the headquarters of my Ten Thousand Demon Alliance? Today, you will not leave alive!"

The Great Elder of the Earthfire Dragon Lizard spoke in a muffled voice, filled with explosive anger.

The Xuan Turtle Ancestor spoke slowly, his eyes fixed intently on Gu Changyuan and the others:

"The Heavenly Demon Pavilion and my Ten Thousand Demon Alliance have always been at odds and have constant friction."

Since you've come to us today, and are so arrogant and domineering, don't blame us for being impolite.

Today, let's put an end to all the friction between us!

The thousands of demon cultivators below echoed their sentiments, their roars and howls rising and falling, their demonic energy surging even higher, attempting to intimidate the enemy with their sheer numbers.

Despite the trash talk from the demons below, Gu Changyuan's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't even lift his eyelids.

His gaze swept calmly across the City of Ten Thousand Demons, as if examining an object about to be erased.

Such a great opportunity for practical teaching should not be wasted.

Luo Qingchen's heartache stems from the "gap" between herself and others, and the best solution is to broaden her horizons to a higher level.

If the ultimate goal is the stars and the sea, then no matter how high the mountains in this Nine Heavens Realm are, they are nothing more than insignificant undulations.

Gu Changyuan slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers naturally spread, and slowly outlined and formed a hand seal in the air below.

The Nine Tribulations Sword Formation is one of his strongest techniques; it's not even worthy of dealing with the Myriad Demon Alliance.

The formation that has been formed at this moment is called—

"Six Symbols Celestial Meteor Array".