On a huge platform at the top of the cliff, an old man stood facing the sea with his hands behind his back.

This old man's beard and hair are all white, and his hair and beard are connected into one piece. He has a rather bold and bold atmosphere.

However, when viewed from a distance, he had a vague aura like a stormy sea, which was intimidating.

This old man is none other than the contemporary head of Tingchaoju—Old Canglan!

Old Canglan's face was solemn, and he stood facing the sea, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

On the sea in the distance, there were rough waves, and you could vaguely see layers of black air rolling and surging.

The black energy is very ferocious, even more terrifying than the stormy waves.

Suddenly, a white light fell from the sky.

The white light fell to the ground, dispersed in all directions, and turned into a man dressed in white.

This man has white hair that almost reaches the floor and long white eyebrows that reach to his chest. He looks very elegant.

The man's skin was white and translucent, and his face was indescribably handsome.

There is also a little cinnabar rune on his forehead, which makes him even more charming.

He walked to stand next to Old Man Canglan and followed Old Man Canglan's gaze towards the sea in the distance.

The man seemed to have seen the billowing black energy in the distance, and couldn't help but frown.

"Brother, you are here."

Old man Canglan didn't look back, he just spoke calmly.

His eyes were still staring at the layers of black air far away.

This white-haired man looks to be in his twenties, but old man Canglan actually calls him senior brother, which makes outsiders feel a little strange.

"Junior Brother Canglan, I haven't seen you for many years, and your cultivation has improved again... tell me why you called me here today."

Although the man looks very young and handsome, his voice is very mature and steady.

"Senior Brother Mo has been in seclusion for many years. Now he has cultivated the realm of incarnation and is about to ascend to immortality. With such great supernatural power, can't he see that major changes are about to happen in this world?"

Old Canglan's tone was slightly teasing.

"I heard that Chaoju has been living on the coast of the East China Sea for generations. Recently, I saw a violent aura rolling on the sea in the distance, so I sent a disciple to investigate. Unexpectedly, the disciple who went to investigate never came back. I have something in my heart.

I had a premonition and expected that it would be something terrible, so I didn't dare to make my own decision, so I called my senior brother."

The man who was called Senior Brother Mo replied calmly: "There is a demonic aura coming from the East China Sea in the distance. This is the aura of a demonic demon. How could I not know?"

His tone was calm, without any emotion. Even his eyes were as calm as an ancient well.

Old Canglan's pupils narrowed slightly: "Demon demon? Rumor has it that five hundred years ago, the demon was exiled to the East China Sea and imprisoned forever in the Yingshen Island in the far distance. How could he appear here?"

Senior Brother Mo shook his head and said, "I'm not a member of the Demonic Path, so how do I know the reason? I just heard my master mention the Demonic Path, and now I see that the black energy looks very similar to the Demonic Path, so I came to this conclusion."

Old man Canglan also let out a long sigh, put his hand on his forehead and said: "If they are really demons, what do they want to do? Eight hundred years ago, they launched an all-out attack on the Qingcheng faction. Their ferocious momentum was unparalleled in the world of cultivation.

Dare to help, which led to the destruction of Qingcheng Sword Sect. Not long ago, Feng Lingxuan, the 45th generation headmaster of Qingcheng Sword Sect, just came to the throne. Could it be that they want to deal with Feng Lingxuan again? "

Senior Brother Mo: "No, the Qingcheng Sword Sect today is just a small sect that cultivates immortals. It cannot yet pose a threat to the demons. They should have a bigger conspiracy now."

Old Canglan squinted his eyes, thought for a while and said, "Senior brother, how about I send an order immediately so that all the sects and sects in the world of immortality should be alert at all times and prepare for a battle with the devil."

Senior Brother Mo: "No, in the battle five hundred years ago, they were also afraid of my immortal power and would not act recklessly. This matter must be kept secret and not publicized to cause unnecessary panic."

"yes."

Old man Canglan responded.

Senior Brother Mo looked up at the sky.

Those calm eyes seem to be able to penetrate the boundless void and reflect into the depths of the sky: "What is the devil's way? Hmm, I want to see how much magical power you have!"
Chapter completed!