They looked at the vast demonic aura in the sky, their gazes fixed for a long time.
Lan Jiulin spoke solemnly, "The great demon that came this time is no ordinary one."
"Our Lan clan has lived through the Desolate Era and the Imperial Era, but we've never seen demonic energy so overwhelming," said another ancestor of the Lan Clan, Lan Jingxiong.
They had all been demon slayers in the past, having killed more than a few Heaven Demons, but none of those demons had such a terrifying presence as this one.
The three of them were deeply worried, knowing this wouldn't be an ordinary battle.
"Judging from the level of demonic energy, this should already be at the level of an Infernal Archon," Lan Jingxiong said, his eyes focused on the sky.
"After killing so many demon scum, it’s about time we took down an Infernal Archon as tribute," an old man beside him said coldly.
"Ze Jing, don't be careless," Lan Jiulin reminded.
"Don't worry," Lan Zejing nodded slightly and said, "At this level, even in the Primordial Demon Cave, he'd be considered a major figure."
Everyone was discussing, and when everything reached a critical point, the figure of Paimon slowly appeared in the sky.
Paimon looked at the seven elders of the Lan Clan, and the seven of them studied him in return.
"You are this generation's Heaven Demon?" Lan Jiulin asked first, his tone serious.
"Hand over the Chaos Stone, and I will spare the Lan Clan from today's bloodbath," Paimon said indifferently.
"Heaven Demons are inherently evil, while our Lan Clan follows the Heavenly Dao and stands for justice. You should retreat, and avoid the fate of being killed," Lan Jingxiong responded with a cold snort.
"Then there’s nothing more to say," Paimon's aura surged.
His right hand, filled with overwhelming demonic energy, fell toward Bluesky City. A thunderous explosion followed.
The entire space above collapsed completely, and the unyielding demonic energy poured down like a tide.
Seeing this power, Lan Jiulin was the first to step up. Spiritforce roared around him, forming a giant palm that crashed upward.
Boom!
A mushroom cloud exploded in the sky, with shockwaves spreading in all directions.
At the city wall of Bluesky City, half the wall was directly destroyed, and countless buildings collapsed.
Screams and cries of pain rang out throughout the city.
Both Lan Jiulin and Paimon remained motionless, but at that moment, the void beneath Lan Jiulin's feet began to shatter. Blood stained his blue robe, a jarring sight.
Although for a cultivator of his level, such injuries were not serious,
The fact that he was hurt from just a probing attack showed how formidable the enemy was.
"So strong?" Lan Zejing frowned slightly.
Compared to the others, Lan Jiulin could feel the power more clearly and directly.
"You're not on the Path of Immortality, you've entered the Path of Dao?" Lan Jiulin asked cautiously.
"Only you ants distinguish between the Immortal and the Dao. In our epoch, there was no such division," Paimon replied calmly.
He took a step forward, his massive figure walking toward the Lan estate.
"Stop him!" Lan Jiulin shouted, rushing forward.
At that moment, Paimon truly looked like a descending demon king.
Surrounded by endless demonic energy, his gaze was deep and blood-red.
Behind him, the demonic energy transformed into countless terrifying and hideous faces.
With each step he took, those faces roared as if calling out to their king. The pressure was immense.
As the seven ancestors of the Lan Clan charged toward him, Paimon struck with his palm, sending one of them flying each time.
Even though the seven of them tried their best to stop him, they still couldn't hold back Paimon's advance.
After all, Paimon’s target was the Chaos Stone, not the people of the Lan Clan.
"What do we do? We can’t stop him," Lan Zejing said anxiously.
In truth, the strength of these seven was far from weak. Lan Jiulin and Lan Jingxiong were both at the Zenith Immortal Realm.
The other five were all Immortal Sovereigns.
No one would have expected that the usually low-key and reclusive Lan Clan possessed such powerful forces.
To put it bluntly, this force could easily wipe out an imperial sect.
But in the Skyluan Region, the Lan Clan was mostly seen as mysterious.
Other imperial lineages had also warned their disciples not to provoke the Lan Clan.
This had led to the Lan Clan rarely showing their strength to outsiders.
……
When Paimon stood at the gates of the Lan estate, he closed his eyes slightly.
Strands of demonic energy drifted out from within the estate, as if searching for something.
The demonic energy spread through the entire estate. Lan Jiulin shouted anxiously, "He's searching for the Chaos Stone."
"Stop him!"
Shouts rang out around him, and as the seven again rushed toward Paimon with devastating attacks,
Paimon’s eyes narrowed. His long hair rose, and the boundless demonic energy around him soared into the sky.
The demonic clouds above merged with his aura, and thunder rumbled down, true darkness had descended.
"Domain of Despair," Paimon muttered.
Once the entire city fell into the Domain of Despair, all kinds of negative emotions began to run wild.
Any citizen hiding who came into contact with the despair energy became violent and uncontrollable.
They started killing each other. What had once been a collapsed city now became even more chaotic due to the bloodshed.
Meanwhile, Paimon's countless strands of demonic energy surged through the Lan estate for a long time, before finally stopping in front of a certain room.
The demonic energy surrounded the room, letting out howls.
"Found it," Paimon chuckled softly and stepped into the Lan estate.
As the demonic energy surged inward, the sealed room was destroyed.
As the room collapsed, its contents were revealed.
At the center of the room stood a high platform, surrounded by eighteen columns.
Each column was inscribed with runes, currently dim in color. Chains stretched from the columns.
At the other end of the chains was an object on the platform.
On top of the platform floated a gray mist. The chains passed through it, but it was unclear what was inside.
This gray mist was strange, no method could see through its structure.
"Chaos energy, no mistake. The Chaos Stone must be inside," Paimon murmured, then walked step by step toward the platform.
"The Chaos Stone, the key to our Ancient Demon Race’s revival," Paimon said with rising emotion.
……
Meanwhile, in the Elden Lands, Xu Zimo didn’t wait long before seeing a palanquin rushing over from the distance.
Leading the way was the current God-Lord of the Divine Gate, Yin Wuhen.