A great sun descended from the heavens!
It plunged into the Liudao Sect's gates, which had been calm for nearly ten thousand years.
The hundreds of thousands of cultivators of the Liudao Sect, including the Immortals of Nascent Soul and Immortal Jin Dans, couldn't react in time, it was too fast, and within the brilliance contained heavy Sword Intent, suppressing everything.
"No! This is not the ancestor!"
"What is this..."
The first man of the Northern Plains Diabolism, Six Fingered Old Demon, was the only one in the Liudao Sect's gates who still retained a small amount of reactive ability.
He watched in horror as his limbs began to deform.
Pfft, pfft!
His skin cracked open and amidst the bloody mess, eyeballs emerged like mushrooms after rain, soaked in blood, blinking constantly.
These eyeballs crazily spread in all directions, to his body, to his Divine Soul, and in almost an instant covered both the inside and outside of his body.
'...hungry...'
