On the plane to Britain, Chen Jiuyang's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts.
Based on the previous attempts by the Daoist Sect, Buddhist Sect, and the Five Great Sacred Lands to ambush him, it was evident that no one could divine his whereabouts, at best only the movements of those close to him.
Even if reinforcements were dispatched to Britain, by the time his arrangements were complete, there would be nothing to fear.
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True Demon Sect.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The sect's great bell, rarely rung, chimed three times.
Three chimes signified that the sect's high-ranking officials were to gather in the Sect Master's Grand Hall for a meeting.
"Hmm?"
"Has the Sect Master returned?"
"It should be the Sect Master's wife."
In the darkness of night, hundreds of streams of light flew from all directions, converging on the Sect Master's Grand Hall amidst the snowstorm on the high mountain.
Qiu Yihan, clad in a phoenix robe with black patterns and gold threads, sat in the highest seat.
Soon, the Supreme Elders, Elders, Holy Sons, Holy Daughters, and family heads of the demonic aristocratic families of the True Demon Sect, numbering hundreds, filled the Sect Master's Grand Hall.
"By the Sect Master's sacred decree, prepare the Holy Son's enthronement ceremony within three hours. Notify the Holy Sect members who are not participating in the war to attend the ceremony."
"I have already dispatched people to the Supreme, Great Dream, and Pure Unity sects to invite guests."
Zhu Zhaoming appeared somewhat dazed. He currently only possessed Earth Realm cultivation. He would need to reach the Heaven Realm to formally ascend as Holy Son and hold the ceremony.
Zhu Yanyan frowned slightly, sensing that something beyond her reach was happening.
"We respectfully obey the Sect Master's sacred decree!"
Those below cupped their fists and bowed in response.
"By the Sect Master's sacred decree, each lineage and family of the Holy Sect is to awaken one sequential heavenly prodigy and proceed to Britain in Europe to cooperate with the Sect Master's plan. The Sect Master's oral command is to be relayed verbatim: those who disobey will be executed by this seat in the Sect Master's stead, with the word 'kill!'"
The expressions of many below changed instantly.
As high-ranking members of the True Demon Sect, they were naturally aware of the latest intelligence.
Their faces flickered, their gazes swept around, and then they once again cupped their fists and bowed: "We respectfully obey the Sect Master's sacred decree!"
Chen Jiuyang was forcing them to reveal their hidden strengths and open a new battlefield in Europe to complement his plan. Currently, the frontal assault had not yet reached its climax, and most families were holding back. Now, it was different.
Qiu Yihan's icy voice rang out, "You have only three hours. After three hours, the Holy Son's enthronement ceremony will commence. Those who have not completed their tasks by then will be deemed traitors to the sacred path and annihilated by the sacred artifact."
To them, Qiu Yihan was just a young girl. However, she possessed the Heavenly Charm Physique of the Nine Capitals Han Clan, and was now the Sect Master's wife. Within the entire Holy Sect, only the Sect Master and the Sect Master's wife could command the sect's sacred artifact.
Now that Qiu Yihan could act with the Sect Master's authority, she could not only punish them but also their ancestors in the Chongming Sea. Treason was the gravest crime in the sacred path, one that even an ancestor could not bear.
"Except for Holy Son Zhu Zhaoming, everyone else, go and attend to your duties."
Then, hundreds of important figures exited the Sect Master's Grand Hall in a grand procession, leaving only Qiu Yihan and Zhu Zhaoming.
Zhu Zhaoming cupped his fists and asked, "May I ask what Madam has for me?"
Zhu Zhaoming was a few years older than Qiu Yihan, but he had to call her Madam.
Qiu Yihan's expression softened slightly, "Your Master has a mission for you..."
Three hours later, the True Demon Sect was in order, having barely prepared for the Holy Son's enthronement ceremony. Tens of thousands of people sat solemnly in the plaza.
"Please, Holy Son, ascend the Ten Thousand Races Blood Seat!"
A clear voice echoed through the heavens and earth.
Zhu Zhaoming felt the sound reverberating through the world, the gaze of the masses upon him, and his heart burned with passion.
After another hour, Zhu Zhaoming, bearing injuries, successfully stepped onto the Ten Thousand Races Blood Seat. Ultimately, being only at the Earth Realm, his strength was still somewhat lacking.
The sacred artifact 'Eternal Tribulation' slowly descended, enveloping him in a ball of black mist. A terrifying and vast corner of the Chongming Sea was revealed before him, leaving him awestruck.
Zhu Zhaoming said, "Senior Sacred Artifact, this junior wishes to awaken Ancestor 'Eight Darkness'."
Qiu Yihan communicated with 'Eternal Tribulation'.
"You may. Please wait." The voice of the sacred artifact 'Eternal Tribulation' sounded.
A moment later, the voice of Ancestor 'Eight Darkness' echoed, "Hmm? I had just fallen asleep. Why has 'Eternal Tribulation' awakened me?"
"Sect Master Qianyang's disciple is to be enthroned as Holy Son."
"Oh?"
Then, Ancestor 'Eight Darkness' emerged from the terrifying thunderclouds, scrutinizing Zhu Zhaoming from an immeasurable distance:
"Hmm? Such strong destiny. A child of destiny? This disciple he has taken is quite good. Not bad."
As Zhu Zhaoming was looked upon by Ancestor 'Eight Darkness', he trembled all over and quickly said, "This disciple Zhu Zhaoming pays his respects to Ancestor 'Eight Darkness'."
"What kind of inheritance do you desire? Cultivation techniques? Divine abilities?" Ancestor 'Eight Darkness' asked.
Zhu Zhaoming replied, "Reporting to Ancestor 'Eight Darkness', this disciple's Master, Demon Lord Qianyang, is currently being pursued by a great enemy and the Five Pseudo-Dao sects. Therefore, we have awakened Ancestor 'Eight Darkness'."
Ancestor 'Eight Darkness' said expressionlessly, "Very well. Come to the outer region of the Chongming Sea."
Afterward, the Holy Son's enthronement ceremony concluded.
Immediately, hundreds of people broke through the sky and flew towards the forbidden area outside the Chongming Sea.
Qiu Yihan and Zhu Zhaoming stood at the forefront.
The sea churned, and lightning and terrifying shadows flickered beneath the surface, exuding an unfathomable, great terror.
A moment later, the figure of Ancestor 'Eight Darkness' appeared. Seeing hundreds of people before him, all dressed in True Demon Sect attire, he said expressionlessly, "Sacred Path contention?"
"What is Qianyang's current cultivation?"
As the Sect Master's wife, Qiu Yihan was the only one qualified to answer Ancestor 'Eight Darkness' directly. She replied, "My husband is currently at the sixth level of the Venerable Realm."
"The Sacred Path contention now only involves the Supreme, Great Dream, and Pure Unity."
Ancestor 'Eight Darkness' calculated with his fingers and nodded slightly, "Such speed in advancing cultivation. He is indeed a contender for the path of the Human Emperor of this era."
"With such cultivation and matching combat power, he still needed to awaken me through the Holy Son's enthronement. It seems he has encountered a truly unsolvable problem."
Ancestor 'Eight Darkness' looked at Qiu Yihan, glanced at her attire, and asked, "Sect Master's wife, where is Sect Master Qianyang at this moment?"
The position of Sect Master represented the pinnacle of demonic path destiny and power. Even an ancestor could not overstep and disregard the rules, let alone a Sect Master with exceptional talent who dared to tread the path of Sacred Path contention and achieved results.
"Ten thousand miles away, in Europe, Britain."
"Ancestor 'Eight Darkness', this is the approximate coordinates." Qiu Yihan flicked out a jade slip.
Ancestor 'Eight Darkness' took the jade slip, then waved his hand, directly tearing open a massive spatial rift:
"Let's go."
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Europe, Britain.
Chen Jiuyang landed here in disguise.
Sensing a power system completely different from martial arts, immortal arts, and extraordinary abilities.
He couldn't help but frown slightly, "Why does the power manifestation of the mages in Britain feel somewhat similar to demonic beasts..."
"Demonic beasts have their own demon cores, demon pills..."
"Especially the magic they speak of, it's almost like demonic power, yet it's also different..."
"And not everyone possesses magic power."
"Could it be that the mages of Britain are the result of a union between humans and demonic beasts..."
Thinking of this, Chen Jiuyang found it strange.