The primal power continuously extended across the entire continent, and all sorts of strange, unique, powerful, and fragile life forces and death energy converged on Nian Wanzhou, forming her new primal power.
It covered the restrictions set up by the Heavenly Dao and went undetected.
The origin of the world is something that exists in the same way as the Dao of Heaven. They can sense each other, coexist, and even absorb and merge with each other.
Nian Wanzhou was like a firefly in the dark, shining alone, yet the most dazzling one.
She was also the most low-key, so much so that Xiaotiandao couldn't even notice her actions.
As the saying goes, a day in heaven is equivalent to a year on earth.
Nian Wanzhou spent the entire year traveling around, even venturing deep into the territory of the Black Mist, though she did not devour anything.
The best is yet to come.
In the latter half of the year, she received a message from Wei Wenru that she was coming to find her, so she left some interesting things along the way and told her senior sister to find them herself.
She continued on her way, without waiting for them.
This time, Nian Wanzhou embarked on a journey to the Demon Realm; she hadn't yet visited the Demon Realm's lair.
The demon race has the most death energy and is the easiest army to be manipulated by the black mist. She wanted to see if she could find a breakthrough so that they wouldn't have to fight each other every time.
The demons' territory is not large, but to the naked eye it appears to be a very large city, just as big as the Jin Kingdom.
This is quite different from the territory of the human race. It occupies a smaller area, and the demon race doesn't have many demons. The streets are still quite bustling with business.
When Nian Wanzhou stepped into the city gates of the Demon Realm, she attracted the attention of some local ruffians. As a lone woman, coming to the most dangerous Demon Realm was tantamount to courting death in the eyes of ordinary people.
Similar situations have been encountered among humans as well.
However, the status of demons is completely different from that of humans. They are more savage and brutal, and infighting among their own kind is more severe. Their status is mostly determined by fighting and killing, and their attitude towards outsiders is even more vulgar.
As soon as she passed the city gate and was near the vendors' stalls, several demons blocked her way: "Hey, little wench, you're really good-looking!"
"Want to hang out with you guys for a bit?"
"Smooth and delicate skin, how much is it?"
"Dressed so flamboyantly, it must be very expensive. Can you give me a discount?"
Nian Wanzhou glanced down at her light gray-blue cloak, slowly raised her head, and without saying a word, she raised her hand and struck, a white light flashing as it drained away their already dwindling life force.
He frowned in disgust: "These people are really disgusting. Killing you would have dirtyed my hands."
With an innocent and carefree face, he spoke chilling words. Anyone who wanted to cause trouble now would have to think twice.
No one saw how she made her move; they only saw a flash of white light, and then the demons were gone.
The demons retreated away from Nian Wanzhou. The white light was terrifying, radiating the pure power that demons found most disgusting and frightening. What if they got too close and were taken away too?
Demon: Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!
The vendor was stunned and stood frozen in place.
Nian Wanzhou picked up a plum blossom wood hairpin and asked, "Uncle, how much is this?"
Vendor: "Fifty coins...that's enough."
Nian Wanzhou tossed down one hundred coins, picked up two plum blossom hairpins, and left, not caring much about the stares of others.
Go to a deserted place...
Nian Wanzhou took off the broken wooden hairpin, her messy hair falling loosely over her shoulders.
"Ugh, how am I supposed to style my hair like this? This isn't right, that isn't right either. The demons are really something, they don't even have a women's clothing store. They made me get harassed by a perverted man. Ha, who do you think I am, Nian Wanzhou? You think you can bully me like that!"
Overwhelmed with pain, Nian Wanzhou grabbed a handful of her hair, regretting that she hadn't cut it.
His clothes were old and worn, and he reeked of poverty.
Thankfully, the cloak blocked it.
Otherwise, she would definitely be able to get money if she went begging in her current ugly state; it's just too pathetic.
After casually fixing her hair, Nian Wanzhou set off to find a clothing shop, while also sensing the deathly aura around the area. Surprisingly, the heaviest aura wasn't at the Demon King's place.
It is a large mansion located in the suburbs.
"Boss lady, give me three sets of ready-made clothes, those kinds, blue ones." Nian Wanzhou paid while searching around. "Are there any safe inns around here? Expensive ones are fine."
She put in a few extra coins.
The proprietress happily picked up the silver coins and weighed them several times: "My shop is five shops ahead. That shop is run by the Demon Lord. No demon dares to cause trouble there. It's absolutely safe."
"If it weren't for the fact that you're a weak woman, I wouldn't even be telling you this. Try to stay away from the streets west of the city gate; that's where the most thugs are."
"Thank you so much. Um, who is the Demon Lord? Isn't the Demon King the most powerful person here? I didn't mean anything by it, I was just worried about my family's safety before they arrived, so I had to ask you about it." Nian Wanzhou flashed a lovely smile, a bright smile that easily dispelled any suspicion.
Also, four more low-grade spirit stones were added.
This thing is much more expensive than silver!
The proprietress's eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape, as she snatched the spirit stones and hid them away, saying, "Young lady, don't flaunt your wealth here!!!"
"Oh my, you really don't care about money. These are spirit stones that are more valuable than silver. I haven't seen them in decades."
I can tell you this in secret, but you mustn't tell anyone else.
Nian Wanzhou nodded obediently and leaned closer to listen.
"Look around, make sure no one's watching," the old woman whispered. "That Demon Lord, I heard, has the help of the Black Mist and is riding high. Even the Demon King has to give him some leeway. In short, no demon would dare to cause trouble in his territory."
Having obtained accurate information, Nian Wanzhou slipped a few more spirit stones to her, saying, "Consider this a thank you. I'll be going now, so please keep them safe. These spirit stones are very pure and perfect for absorption and cultivation."
"Okay, take care." The proprietress happily accepted the money.
Nian Wanzhou put the clothes into her storage ring, waved, and left.
Walking down the street, the sounds of various vendors hawking their wares filled the air, and the aroma of all sorts of odds and ends wafted through the air, making Nian Wanzhou's mouth water.
We bought quite a lot of things before going to the inn and booking a room.
After taking a hot bath and eating and drinking to his heart's content, he began to use his primal power to survey the outskirts. I must say, this Demon Lord really has a grand scheme.
That courtyard was huge and magnificent, just like a palace.
The existence of the black mist...
It does exist, but its aura is very weak, and the vassals seem to be asleep.
Considering the tragic state of the black fog, it's understandable that it's asleep.
It first clashed with itself, then engaged in hand-to-hand combat with Little Heavenly Dao, ultimately leaving both severely injured. Not only did it need to sleep and recuperate, but Little Heavenly Dao did too.
Therefore, throughout the year, apart from being approached at the beginning, Nian Wanzhou kept a very low profile and deliberately concealed her presence.
She didn't want Xiao Tiandao to realize that she wasn't in the sect.
The entire cultivation world also ushered in its most peaceful year, with cultivators flourishing, advancing in their cultivation, and breaking through bottlenecks.
It seems that some powerful beings have recently broken through to the sixth level of the Mahayana stage, which is the mid-stage, and ascension is just around the corner!
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