In a dark abyss of the ocean.
Shuangyue True Immortal's consciousness slowly awakened.
As he slightly expanded his senses, he could feel waves after waves of crazy, evil auras gushing out from the bottomless darkness.
"One... five... twenty..."
Shuangyue True Immortal counted the number of powerful auras he sensed, with shock— and even nervousness—growing in his heart.
"This world actually has so many powerful Evil Gods? The strongest nine, I'm afraid, have already reached the level of True Immortals."
At the same time, a thought came through the darkness, "We are very interested in your world."
"Demon Sect's Immortals, it's rare for a high-ranking existence like you to be a guest here."
"Tell us."
"About the intelligence of your world."
While Shuangyue True Immortal was thinking of what to do, he felt an intense itchiness all over his body, as if countless indefinable things had entered his body, attempting to control his immortal body, swallowing his consciousness.
