In the Tomb of the Ancients, Ye Lingfeng had received the inheritance of the Primordial Demonlord. Upon returning to the Dao Palace, he said that the Evil Suppression Pillar originated from that same Primordial Demonlord. That meant the Evil Suppression Pillar was to Ye Lingfeng what the Grand-Orient Sword was to Tianming. Now that the palace lord was unconscious and the dao palace was in danger and despair, Ye Lingfeng's inheritance was their only hope.

"Hurry up,” Tianming urged.

"Alright.”

They were now on top of Situ Qinghe’s lifebound beast, the Origintree Tortoise, at the front of the Decimo Dao Palace’s warriors. They had just broken through the Theocrats’ encirclement. With Bai Mo and Ye Yi defending in the back, there was no danger for the time being. Although the Origintree Tortoise was gigantic, it was actually very fast. It could cause vibrations in the earth, and when it propelled itself forward, the surrounding scenery seemed to fade a few kilometers behind it with each step.

Weisheng Yunxi still held on tightly to the Evil Suppression Pillar. It seemed...