My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 292 - : Great Grandmaster Contends for Supremacy Across the World

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Great Grandmaster Contends for Supremacy Across the World

An Jing raised an eyebrow, “Gone?”

His Evil Suppressing Sword had directly pierced through the Sword Demon’s heart, a feat not even a Grandmaster, akin to a Land Immortal, could survive. Could it be that someone had intercepted the corpse along the way?

After all, the body of a Four Qi Grandmaster contained four streams of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence.

Zhao Qingmei said in a grave tone, “We must investigate thoroughly and not overlook any trace.”

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“Yes!”

Upon hearing this, Yi Daoyun turned back down the mountain to continue the investigation.

An Jing then approached the body of Mu Yuan Great Dharma King, directly harvesting the four streams of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence within. If he didn’t retrieve them now, the Spirit Essence might disperse and dissipate into the world.

Zhao Chongyin watched this scene, their gazes met, and then shifted away.

A spark flared between the two of them.

Master!

At that moment, An Jing felt a surge of Qi Mechanism emanating from Zhao Chongyin, which greatly shocked him.

This Zhao Chongyin was not just mediocre as the rumors claimed, but a rare genius, a true top-tier master.

The Royal Family was essentially the pinnacle of power in Great Yan, rich with vast resources. If Zhao Chongyin truly was a genius, then at over forty years old, with the resources of the Royal Family at his disposal, how could his cultivation be poor?

Such deep machinations!

An Jing frowned deeply, no wonder Zhao Chongyin had remained calm and observed from the side, his strength was also very high.

Zhao Chongyin shifted his gaze towards Zhao Qingmei and said, “Sect Leader Zhao, this is our first meeting, isn’t it?”

If everything was correct, this granddaughter of the former Crown Prince, in terms of seniority, might even have to call him ‘uncle.’

Zhao Qingmei replied indifferently, “That’s right.”

Zhao Chongyin then smiled, “A woman does not fall short of a man, the strength of the master of Outer Heaven has indeed been an eye-opener for me today. I think in the future, reaching the realm of a Great Grandmaster should not be difficult for you and your spouse.”

Two Great Grandmasters!

The other masters around them were shaken upon hearing this.

Till now, no Great Grandmaster had appeared in the world, and just one could immediately alter the major dynamics of the world. Now, given the age and cultivation of both the Ghost Swordsman and the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect, reaching the Great Grandmaster level seemed much easier for them than for others, and both achieving this status was not impossible.

How could the others not react?

But Zhao Chongyin’s words, undoubtedly with a hint of flattery, made more powerful forces pay attention to the Demon Sect.

A trace of coldness appeared in Zhao Qingmei’s eyes, it seemed very likely that this Prince knew her identity, treating her as a hidden opponent.

An Jing looked deeply at Zhao Chongyin, “Who knows what the future holds?”

Zhao Chongyin smiled and said no more.

Afterwards, the masters on Zhong Mountain dispersed one after another, as if they couldn’t wait to share the news of the day with others, using it as a boast of their own capital.

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei, accompanied by many masters, also descended the mountain, and on the way down, they discussed Zhao Qingmei’s plans for this time.

Upon hearing Zhao Qingmei’s plan, An Jing looked at her somewhat surprisingly, “So, you mean to say that the masters of the Five Gangs Alliance were all caught in your net upon arrival?”

He had never expected that using this opportunity, she had arranged for Yi Daoyun to eliminate Liu Qingshan from the Cao Gang, Chen Wandou from Wangjing Sea, and Li Xiaowen from the Golden Corner Alliance, and in collaboration with He Yunkai from the Sanhu Gang, killed all the top masters from the Five Gangs Alliance.

“Exactly,” she said.

A smug and slightly proud smile played around Zhao Qingmei’s features, as if flaunting her achievement in front of An Jing magnified her sense of accomplishment.

An Jing asked, “Isn’t He Yunkai known for playing both sides?”

The leader of the Sanhu Gang, He Yunkai, was said to have low cultivation, but was very good at sailing with the wind. Some said he sided with the Demon Sect, others said he sided with the Second Prince, generally a classic fence-sitter depending on which way the wind was blowing.

Duanmu Xinghua chimed in with a smile, “Actually, the rumors in Jianghu are not false. This He Yunkai has been with our Outer Heaven from the beginning, and he’s also a master of the Heavenly Sect.”

So that’s how it is!

Upon hearing Duanmu Xinghua’s explanation, An Jing suddenly understood. Everyone in power in this world was scheming and plotting.

Standing in this position felt like there were invisible hands pushing you forward, and even if you didn’t move forward, you had no choice.

Zhao Qingmei smiled faintly and said, “Among the five major factions, many assassins from Wind and Rain Tower suffered heavy casualties in this battle at Zhong Mountain. Ren Meng, the Pavilion Master of the Sun Pavilion, even died at the hands of the Xuanyi Guard. Ling Yuhua, the Pavilion Master of the Moon Pavilion, has sided with our Demon Sect. The leading figures from Cao Gang, Golden Corner Alliance, and Wangjing Sea are all dead. Since they are all tainted with the crime of treason, they wouldn’t have survived anyway. Recruiting them under the command of the Demon Sect might even give them a chance to live, and it compensates for some of the previous losses at Dongluo Pass.”

An Jing glanced at Li Fuzhou and said, “So Uncle, following Yi to Jiangnan was meant to turn Ling Yuhua.”

Li Fuzhou was nonchalantly said, “Not entirely, my trip to Jiangnan also involved setting up a network of spies and absorbing top masters from the Five Gangs Alliance.”

Laughing, An Jing said, “There is still Liu Huiyun in Yujing City, Uncle, don’t forget him.”

“Thanks for the reminder. Next time I visit Yujing City, it would be good to bring Huiyun into Outer Heaven, which will also enhance the strength of our Outer Heaven,” Li Fuzhou replied, with his hands clasped behind his back, his manner casually confident and suave.

Stepping on two boats may one day cause a capsizing.

But stepping on ten thousand boats will never tip.

……

Ten days later, the upheaval on Zhong Mountain spread at a startling speed, first reaching all the forces around the world with the speed of a hawk or falcon, and then throughout the entire Yan Country, with the news still spreading.

After all, too much had happened, with the return of the Sword Demon and Sword God to Jianghu, enough to cause a huge sensation since both were renowned swordsmen famous decades ago.

But unexpectedly, this turned into a stepping stone for the Ghost Swordsman, who defeated both one after another, solidly establishing himself as the world’s top swordsman.

Everyone was greatly shaken, as no one expected that with both the Sword God and the Sword Demon present, the Ghost Swordsman in his twenties would be crowned the world’s top swordsman.

What followed was even more unbelievable: the Second Prince, Zhao Mengtai, rebelled and colluded with the Great Snow Mountain of Houjin to murder the Crown Prince during the Heaven-Worshipping Ceremony.

The masters of the Great Snow Mountain suffered heavy casualties, with even the Mu Yuan Great Dharma King meeting his death on the scene, and ultimately, a battle among the Five Qi Grandmasters ensued on Zhong Mountain, nearly costing one of them his life.

Although Jun Qinglin and Qi Xuan Dao had crossed swords with Zongzheng Huachun, this battle was unknown to others; many even believed that Jun Qinglin had perished at the hands of the Houjin army.

In the eyes of ordinary people, a Five Qi Grandmaster is exalted, only one step away from becoming a Land Immortal with a lifespan of three hundred years. How could they easily decide life and death with their hands?

In summary, the incident on Zhong Mountain was no less than a massive earthquake, with aftershocks still fermenting in Yan Country.

In Houjin, within the royal court.

Inside an ancient and elegant great hall, delicate censers burned fragrant sandalwood, which served to regulate Qi, warm the body, and relieve pain.

Beyond that, this ethereal fragrance could also be used for Qi stagnation caused by cold congealment. When cold evil entered the body, it could stagnate the flow of Qi and blood, much like freezing.

Zongzheng Huachun sat on a red cushion, his true Qi dense and on the verge of liquefying, much like a liquid state.

Beyond his own cultivation level, this was also due to a white stone he held in his hand.

Dozens of breaths later, Zongzheng Huachun began to absorb all the surrounding true Qi into his dantian, then exhaled deeply, tucking the white stone into his bosom.

The battle at the border of Northern Wilderness and Dongluo Pass had left him, even though he had severed Jun Qinglin’s last breath, slightly injured himself and in need of time to recuperate.

He was the pillar of the entire Houjin, so he had to maintain his best condition at all times. He had been resting indoors.

“Father,”

At that moment, an urgent voice came from outside the door.

It was Zongzheng Yue.

Zongzheng Huachun said, “Come in.”

Zongzheng Yue entered the hall, bowed to Zongzheng Huachun, and said, “Father, there has been a change on Zhong Mountain.”

Zongzheng Huachun asked, “What change?”

Zongzheng Yue, with her head bowed, said somberly, “Zhao Mengtai’s plans leaked, and the Human Emperor took the opportunity to set an ambush. Mu Yuan Great Dharma King and Mu Li Dharma King, along with the Sword Demon Hao Tian, were slain by the top experts of the Demon Sect on the spot. Mu Xuan Dharma King was captured.”

Having said that, she paused in her breathing, not daring to look up and meet Zongzheng Huachun’s gaze.

The entire great hall fell silent. Zongzheng Yue did not see Zongzheng Huachun’s face, but she felt an almost imperceptible chill in the air.

She knew her father’s temperament all too well, as well as the significant role Mu Yuan Great Dharma King held in his heart.

After a long time, Zongzheng Huachun finally spoke, asking, “Who killed them?”

Zongzheng Yue quickly responded, “The Ghost Swordsman; not only did he kill the Great Dharma King, but he had previously defeated both the Sword Demon and the Sword God, and also acquired the World’s First Sword from the Dulu Sword Meeting.”

“I see.”

Zongzheng Huachun did not speak any further nor show many emotions, but he then inquired about the battles in the Northern Wilderness, “Has the Northern Wilderness returned to our hands in Houjin now?”

Zongzheng Yue, clenching her teeth, said, “Wang Shiyi has already withdrawn his troops, but they plundered the Northern Wilderness while retreating.”

It was a disgrace for the invaders formerly raided by Yan Country to themselves be raided; a fundamental humiliation.

Zongzheng Huachun remarked dispassionately, “Wang Shiyi has finally become the person he hated and despised the most.”

Perhaps from the beginning, some did not intend to act this way, but eventually, under the compulsion of their inner selves, they ultimately change their initial resolve.

Become the person you most despise inside.

After considering, Zongzheng Yue said, “Father, from the incident on Zhong Mountain, it is evident how much control the Taiping Human Emperor has over Yan Country. If we want to conquer Yan Country now, we can only lead our troops directly to Yujing City. With Zhao Country and the Southern Barbarians pulling at the south, Yan Country will surely be defeated.”

Any clear-sighted person could see that Houjin and Zhao Country were allies, and competing for dominance over Great Yan was only a matter of timing and resolve.

Zongzheng Huachun stood up, looking out at the azure sky beyond the hall, and said softly, “Send a letter to Qi Xuan Dao’s eldest disciple. It’s time to prepare.”

Upon hearing this, Zongzheng Yue’s heart raced, “Yes, I’ll go right now.”

After saying that, Zongzheng Yue quickly exited the great hall.

Only Zongzheng Huachun remained alone in the great hall.

He took several deep breaths as if trying to suppress something, then suddenly clenched his fists tightly.

The status of Mu Yuan Great Dharma King was akin to that of the State Preceptor Xiao Qianqiu of Yan Country, but the relation between the Holy Master of Houjin and Mu Yuan Great Dharma King was even closer.

It could be said that Zongzheng Huachun’s successful unification of Houjin owed half its success to Mu Yuan Great Dharma King, especially since Mu Yuan Great Dharma King had risked his safety to rescue Zongzheng Huachun from Jun Qinglin’s hands, a relationship beyond ordinary.

Perhaps without Mu Yuan Great Dharma King back then, there might not be a Zongzheng Huachun today.

From the shadows of the hall, a figure emerged, not tall and rather skinny, and indistinct in the dark.

This person was Zongzheng Huachun’s shadow, and previously the Mansion Master of the Soul Seeker Mansion, Taiyin Kui.

Zongzheng Huachun’s eyes showed a hint of chill as he whispered lowly, “I did not expect that before Jun Qinglin’s death, he would leave such a mess.”

Such formidable strength at the age of twenty, it was only natural for others to dread him, even more so than the Buddhist Fa Wu.

After all, Fa Wu relied on the support of Buddhism to reach the Five Qi Realm, and hence was no different from other Five Qi Grandmasters, but the momentum of the Ghost Swordsman was so fierce that without reaching the Four Qi, he could slay masters at the peak of the Four Qi Realm. What if he reached the Five Qi Grandmaster level? Then who would be his match?

What if he broke through his constraints and reached the Great Grandmaster Realm!?

Taiyin Kui’s voice was dry, grating to the ear, “With the Ghost Swordsman’s current strength, and now possessing the World’s First Sword, perhaps only a Five Qi Grandmaster could slay him. Moreover, he is now in Yan Country and cannot be attacked rashly.”

Zongzheng Huachun extended his hand and whispered softly, “Rest assured, before the unification of the world, what does personal enmity count for?”

Unifying the world was the wild ambition in Zongzheng Huachun’s heart.

Within the Four Seas, whether it was the Southern Barbarians, Houjin, Yan Country, Zhao Country, the Russell Clan, or Snow Mountain and other foreign tribes becoming a unified nation, what kind of grand era would that usher in?

No dynasty had ever achieved this throughout history, and he, Zongzheng Huachun, intended to be the person of the ages who would do it.

He wanted to make the world dance in the palm of his hand.

Impatience would disrupt great plans, so for now, he could only hold off for a moment.

Taiyin Kui, watching Zongzheng Huachun’s silhouette, felt a surge of fervor within him as well.

At the peak of tall mountains, one sees the rivers flowing fiercely, and above the mass of peaks, one feels the strong winds even more profoundly.

In this world, there is no one who does not desire to stand at the summit of a mountain.

And everyone’s summit is both the same and different.

…….

Yan Country, Zhenyi Mountain.

The people of Great Yan Martial World all knew that although Xiao Qianqiu was named the top expert of Great Yan Martial World, he rarely left the mountain, much like the ascetics of Mystical Sect before him.

The last time he descended the mountain, in everyone’s memory, was due to Lou Xiangzhen and Ghost Swordsman.

At that time, Ghost Swordsman had killed many experts of Zhenyi Sect, and Lou Xiangzhen, too, had protected him. The multitude of Zhenyi Sect experts almost had no way to deal with them, forcing Xiao Qianqiu to leave the mountain for the sake of Zhenyi Sect.

The battle at Abyss Lake still remains fresh in many people’s minds to this day.

Now, after more than a year since Lou Xiangzhen went missing, Xiao Qianqiu has also been in seclusion at Zhenyi Sect without leaving, and even for the battle at Blue Sky Island, it was Ye Ding who took action.

However, after the battle at Blue Sky Island, the once-mighty Zhenyi Sect also welcomed a new round of restructuring. The previously domineering Zhenyi Sect began to refrain from aggression, and various Daoist temples started a cleanup.

Many felt something fishy about it all; it seems that this decaying tree has not rotted to its core yet.

Everyone also understands that as long as Xiao Qianqiu is there, Zhenyi Sect would still be the national sect of Great Yan.

The Heavenly Venerate Hall remains as before, but the Hall Leader who served there steadily for decades was no longer seen, only a young Taoist often cleaned the Heavenly Venerate Hall.

Today, the Heavenly Venerate Hall received a special ‘guest’.

He was an older Taoist in his fifties, appearing aged at first glance. He wore a pale blue Daoist robe and cloth shoes, quietly standing in front of the Heavenly Venerate Hall looking at the Heavenly Venerate Statue.

This person was none other than Luo Chongyang.

He quietly looked at the Heavenly Venerate Statue, not uttering a word, deeply understanding Yu Ying’s personality and habits, who would come daily to worship before the Heavenly Venerate Statue.

At this moment, looking at the cushion in front of the Heavenly Venerate Statue, it seemed as if he almost saw Yu Ying defeating the Heavenly Venerate Statue, with that meticulous demeanor.

Then, a voice came from outside the hall, “Junior Uncle.”

Luo Chongyang turned around and saw Xiao Qianqiu, the Sect Leader of Zhenyi Sect, walk in, holding a teapot in his hand, he said, “The Human Emperor has decreed that I make a trip to Yujing City.”

Although Xiao Qianqiu was the State Preceptor of Yan Country, he seldom visited Yujing City, and this time, unable to refuse the Human Emperor’s decree, he had to go.

Upon hearing this, Luo Chongyang’s expression turned solemn, and he said, “It seems that the great trend of this world is like an arrow on the bowstring, ready to be shot.”

Xiao Qianqiu nodded and said, “Wang Shiyi has already retreated to Beihuang Dao, Houjin has nearly 600,000 troops eyeing aggressively, Jin Lv can hardly wait to lead his forces southward. Besides, Zhao Country in the south is also in its full military might, and, by my estimate, it will soon move northward.”

Although Xiao Qianqiu rarely managed the affairs of Zhenyi Sect, it did not mean that he was oblivious to the current situation. The movements of various forces were as swift as a deer running through Great Yan, all happening within a flick of the fingers.

Not only will the common people of Yan Country live in dire straits, but Great Yan Martial World will also face an immense catastrophe.

The logic of ‘no hide without skin’ was something he understood.

Luo Chongyang’s expression was very grave as he said, “Although the Great Snow Mountain lost many experts this time, it has not yet reached the point of severe vitality damage. Zongzheng Huachun and Taiyin Kui are top-notch experts, but what worries me the most is not Houjin… ”

Xiao Qianqiu asked, “Are you worried about the Southern Barbarians, Junior Uncle?”

Luo Chongyang nodded and said, “Correct, that snake is lurking in the shadows, preparing its most lethal strike, the unnoticeable last straw that breaks the camel’s back.”

Sometimes the opponent you guard against all the time is not the scariest because you are prepared, but those you take lightly are the most terrifying.

“The Southern Barbarians will definitely make their move,”

Xiao Qianqiu spoke with conviction, “The Proud Frost Blade, Lv Qiujian, has gone to the Southern Barbarians numerous times already, and coupled with the ambitious leader of the Southern Barbarians, they will certainly not miss this great opportunity.”

Luo Chongyang said, “So we must be cautious.”

Xiao Qianqiu said, “There’s no need for me to mention that, the Human Emperor must have anticipated this already.”

Luo Chongyang seemed to think of something, “Ghost Swordsman will go too, right?”

Xiao Qianqiu’s eyes gleamed slightly, “He will.”

Before Zhao Qingmei and Ghost Swordsman, Xiao Qianqiu was the martial genius with the best aptitude in the whole world, a demon among demons, feared even by Jin Lv of Black Ice Platform.

But now, everyone in the world knows that Ghost Swordsman’s talent exceeds that of Xiao Qianqiu.

The two also have a deep-rooted enmity, one being the Sect Leader of Zhenyi Sect, the other having intricate connections with Daluo Sect and Ghost Valley Sect.

It was destined that a decisive battle between them would eventually take place.

Luo Chongyang said somewhat sentimentally, “I heard he defeated both the Sword God and Sword Demon, and even obtained the Dulu Sword.”

I still remember the first time I met Ghost Swordsman; he was merely a First Grade, yet now he has defeated the Sword Demon and Sword God, whom even I might not be able to triumph over.”

Xiao Qianqiu said, “Indeed, and now he is the World’s First Swordsman.”

Luo Chongyang looked at his nephew, asking, “Now, do you still have full confidence in victory?”

Xiao Qianqiu held the tea with one hand, gazing at the Heavenly Venerate Statue in the Heavenly Venerate Hall, smiling without speaking.

Luo Chongyang did not ask further, but instead whispered, “I hope Yan Country can hold out during this great war.”

In the face of the world’s great trends, even a Four Qi Grandmaster seemed somewhat helpless at this moment.

How to save the common folk who were about to be trapped in dire straits?

Luo Chongyang did not know.

And in this world, whose word ultimately counts?

The Holy Master of Houjin?

The Great Yan Emperor or Qi Xuan Dao?

Perhaps even they were not entirely sure at this moment.

Perhaps, in this world, no one’s word really counts.

…..

In the Demon Sect Main Hall in Ghost Valley, within a refined pavilion.

Soft moonlight filtered through the window lattices, causing the dim candlelight to shimmer brightly.

An Jing lay in a chair, meditating with his eyes closed.

The issue with Zhong Mountain had come to an end, but the subsequent shocks were long-lasting.

He continually pondered the recent events.

Whether the Sword Demon was alive or dead, his sword had clearly pierced through the demon’s heart. How could he possibly be alive? And if dead, who had abducted him?

Moreover, with Li Yue in the hands of the Crown Prince, it was clear that this would be used as leverage to forge an alliance with Zhou Xianming; what then would be his relationship with Zhou Xianming?

Plus, Jun Qinglin’s body was still within the king’s court in Houjin; regardless of anything, he must bring Jun Qinglin’s body back.

Last of all was the Imperial Decree from the Great Yan Emperor; both he and Zhao Qingmei had no choice but to go.

After all, with the situation changing rapidly, Yan Country and the Demon Sect were now bound together by mutual interests. If Yan Country were to fall, the Demon Sect would struggle to resist the military might of Houjin and Zhao Country.

Many issues caused him unease.

“My husband.”

As the door opened, a delicate and picturesque face appeared before An Jing, her captivating eyes seemingly able to bewitch souls and draw one into their depth.

Zhao Qingmei approached An Jing and sat on his lap, saying, “I’ve already sent Yi Daoyun and Li Fuzhou to Yujing City. If there’s a chance, they’ll rescue Li Yue, though the prospects are slim given that Zhao Chongyin has a Five Qi Grandmaster by his side.”

An Jing nodded, “Let’s try.”

If they could rescue Li Yue, that would naturally be for the best.

Zhao Qingmei fidgeted restlessly, “Thinking about the affairs in Yujing City?”

An Jing sighed, “It seems like Houjin and Zhao Country will jointly attack Yan, probably within a few months. The border has become very tense, and surely Yan Country is already mobilizing troops throughout the regions.”

Zhao Qingmei also appeared grave, “It was bound to come sooner or later. With the two countries joining forces, it won’t be that simple. By that time, both Zongzheng Huachun and Qi Xuan Dao might take action.”

Clearly, the alliance of the two countries was not a minor skirmish like Houjin’s previous incursions into Beihuang Dao. This time, they would certainly deploy grandmasters, and even these Five Qi Grandmasters would not be spared in the true national war to come.

An Jing couldn’t help saying, “It seems the shackles of the Five Qi are not so easy to break through.”

If these Five Qi Grandmasters had a chance to break the shackles, the war could potentially be postponed. After all, breaking through those shackles was currently the most crucial matter.

“Didn’t the Great Elder mention it? It seems like there is an obstacle in the unknown, but you and I are still a distance from reaching the Five Qi, so it’s not something to think too much about.”

Zhao Qingmei looked at her palm, “What I am thinking about now is destroying Houjin and taking back the Dongluo Pass.”

After all, Dongluo Pass was the real base for the Demon Sect, the Outer Heaven of the sect where freedom could be obtained. Currently, being in Yan Country was like living under someone else’s roof.

An Jing gently stroked Zhao Qingmei’s hair, worrying, “Your cultivation is increasing too fast, which always concerns me.”

After Zhao Qingmei’s breakthrough to the Three Qi, her cultivation had surged drastically and now she was almost at the peak of the Three Qi Grandmaster. The Demon Seed inside her continued to spawn True Qi.

What exactly was the monster under the Sealing Demon Well planning?

“Actually, I don’t quite understand it myself anymore.”

Zhao Qingmei spoke softly, “The True Qi nourished back by the Demon Seed is increasing, even inadvertently enhancing my strength. On Zhong Mountain, it even helped me defeat the Sword Demon.”

In a contest of skills, Zhao Qingmei was no match for the Sword Demon, but on Zhong Mountain, she was able to overpower the Sword Demon and even forced him to flee, which was somewhat inexplicable.

An Jing took a deep breath and said earnestly, “With the Dulu Sword in hand, we can go find Nan Weiping for some clarity.”

Zhao Qingmei leaned into An Jing’s embrace and asked softly, “When shall we depart?”

An Jing pondered for a moment, “Tonight. We should head to the Sealing Demon Platform now, and then proceed to Yujing City afterwards. Time may not be on our side.”

Zhao Qingmei’s lips parted slightly, “Okay, let’s ride the Honghu there.”

She was also keen to return to Dongluo Pass for a visit.

An Jing touched the Dulu Sword on the table. In this world, perhaps no one knew that there was a real Great Grandmaster under the Sealing Demon Well.

Her appearance would likely give a big surprise to all the experts in the world.

…….