The Lord of Void and Real

"Regarding the current distribution of power in the Three Realms, the young Taoist priest mentioned some things to me before. I never imagined the situation would become so chaotic. Fortunately, Chiyou has already been sealed, so for now, it should be under control," Xuanyuan’s remnant soul thought for a moment and said.

"It may not be under control. I suspect the Demon Clan is secretly instigating the divisions among the factions of the Three Realms. A while ago, they incited the Qingqiu Fox Clan to attack Chang’an City, nearly destroying this capital of the Great Tang. Because of this, the already chaotic Three Realms have become even more turbulent, with a trend towards mutual conflict," Shen Luo said worriedly.

"This is indeed the style of the Demon Clan, to confuse the enemy while carrying out true actions in secret," Xuanyuan’s remnant soul laughed.

"What you say, Elder, is not incorrect. I’ve been investigating this matter in secret, discovering that many remnants of the Demon Clan are acting in the shadows. They have been collecting Chiyou’s natal demonic artifacts a while ago and recently plotting against the Divine Demon Well, purposes unknown. In the Three Realms today, if anyone understands the Demon Clan best, it would be you, Elder Xuanyuan. In your view, what are the Demon Clan plotting?" Shen Luo asked for advice.

"Collecting Chiyou’s natal demonic artifacts... Is this true? Have you seen any tangible items?" Xuanyuan’s remnant soul’s expression darkened, asking.

"I dare not deceive Elder. I have seen three of Chiyou’s natal demonic artifacts. One is a blood-colored bone staff in the Black Abyss Mystery Cave of the Boundless Sand Sea. Another is a blood-colored bone flute in the Dragon Palace of the Eastern Sea. The last one is a blood-colored Claw Stab found in the Celestial Secret Realm, which I have taken..." Shen Luo briefly described the three demonic artifacts.

"Do you have that Claw Stab with you? Show it to me quickly," Xuanyuan’s remnant soul said urgently.

"I do, Elder, please take a look." Shen Luo flipped his hand and took out the blood-colored Claw Stab.

Xuanyuan’s remnant soul reached into the void with one hand, grabbed the Claw Stab, and inspected it with a glance. His expression became exceedingly grave, his fingers gently caressing it and tapping carefully.

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A moment later, he pointed a finger at the Claw Stab, and a wisp of black light shot from his fingertip and entered the Claw Stab.

Rumble!

The blood-colored Claw Stab emitted a thunderous roar, and a dense blood-red demonic qi burst forth, engulfing an area of several dozen feet around.