In the ancient Chaos, where Demon Witch Mountain stood vast and immense, spanning across light-years.
Surrounding Demon Witch Mountain were Cave Heavens and secret realms, celestial lands, and islands, which all came together as specks of light, adorning it, shimmering brilliantly.
At that moment,
In a palace near the summit of Demon Witch Mountain, a woman in her thirties, a Tao Realm Cultivator, set down a purple Sword Token that she held in her hand.
She had just received a message from a subordinate cultivator, which was unexpectedly about a Demon Witch Sword Disciple, who had advanced to the Daoist Level within a mere six thousand years.
This message made her subordinate, who was only at the Immortal Venerable Level, dare not handle it arbitrarily, and had to report it quickly. After she found out, she quickly transferred the information to her own Sword Token.