Lady Xu had just left when another wisp of smoke streaked through the sky, heading towards the Demon Cloud. It was Lu Muqiu, who knew he could not defeat Nie Gui and used a Dharma Treasure from his sect to escape, leaving the token talisman to the Nanhua Sect.
Upon arriving at the destination, Lu Muqiu looked at several elders of the Hun Cheng Sect, bowed deeply, and said apologetically: "I am ashamed, I have failed in my entrusted task."
An elder of the sect waved his sleeve and said: "No need to despair; it's just a token talisman. We can seize it back later."
Feng Haiyang smiled and said: "Junior Lu, don't blame yourself. Our Six Demon Sects are like branches of the same tree. Some small setbacks mean nothing. Once we reach Extreme Sky, we will need your considerable effort."
Ten thousand years ago, when the Demon Sect's influence was strong, the sects numbered in the hundreds. However, under the suppression of the Xuanmen, those that stood out were wiped out entirely.
