Having been passed down for millions of years, the Louguan Dao, once the source of Taoism in this realm, was now a sea of fire. Bolts of lightning raged, shattering the ancient pavilions on Mount Zhongnan.,One of the two figures shrouded in blood-red light, revealed only a pair of sinister triangular eyes. His whole body emanated an ominous demonic aura, hardly resembling a benevolent being. Gritting his teeth, he carefully pulled out a golden talisman from his bosom. The runes on it were ancient and obscure, with spiritual energy condensing within them.,The azure celebratory clouds churned and rolled, carrying an infinite might. Balls of lightning capable of destroying mountains and cities and inextinguishable Nine Nether demonic flames were instantly extinguished upon contact with the celebratory clouds, not even making a sound.。