Three days later, a thunderous boom reverberated through the entire Cloud Origin Mountain Range.
Following this, terrifying immortal light erupted from the mountain range, its brilliance illuminating an area of hundreds of millions of miles, startling countless powerful beings.
The void shattered, and a radiant, shimmering crack appeared. From this crack, millions of strands of immortal light spilled forth.
Dragon roars and phoenix cries echoed between heaven and earth.
Faintly, one could also see seven-colored immortal light flashing within the crack, exuding an ethereal mist that soothed the body and soul upon inhalation.
An ancient and weathered aura seeped from the crack, drawing the attention of numerous powerful individuals.
Mu Changqing's small courtyard was already situated on the outskirts of the Cloud Origin Mountain Range.
Because of this, the two of them were among the first to sense the anomaly in this area.
They lay on their recliners, chatting leisurely.
"The great era is changing, the ancient is reviving, how interesting," Mu Changqing said with a smile, taking a sip of spiritual wine.
The old Taoist priest nodded slightly, stretched, and replied.
"It seems to be a Child of Destiny from the early primordial era, sealed within a divine source, awaiting the grand era to descend, breaking free from the source, and then contending for destiny."
With their vision, it was easy for them to discern the anomaly and perceive the true essence of the event.
They were like gods looking down upon the mortal realm, possessing near-omniscient knowledge.
Of course, this was excluding interference from beings of the same level.
The phenomenon continued to change, with seven-colored immortal light piercing the sky, emitting billowing demonic energy.
It gave a sense of evil and sanctity coexisting.
The ethereal mist permeated the entire Cloud Origin Mountain Range, making it resemble a fairyland.
Mu Changqing lightly flicked his black sleeve, dispelling the mist.
"A Child of Destiny, huh? I wonder how many Primordial Qi wielders, sealed and slumbering beneath the Heavenly Dao, there will be."
The old Taoist priest shook his head upon hearing this.
"Impossible to guess, but there shouldn't be many. Primordial Purple Qi is born from the origin of the Primordial Chaos. Even if it were the Heavenly Dao itself, it wouldn't possess too much; it requires boundless fortune to nurture."
As they spoke, a demonic shadow rapidly approached from afar.
Following behind it were nearly a thousand Void Immortal cultivators and nearly a hundred True Immortal cultivators.
The leader had reached the terrifying realm of Half-step Immortal King.
This group belonged to the Scarlet Flame Demon Race, an ancient clan from the Demon Realm. They were not the absolute top powers in the Demon Realm, but as a demon race with an Immortal King level cultivator, they were not to be trifled with by ordinary beings.
Compared to the Cloud Feather Realm, whose strongest entity, the Lord of the Fengtian Immortal Dynasty, Su Yu, was only at the True Immortal realm.
Therefore, even though the Scarlet Flame Demon Race was not considered powerful within the Demon Realm, they could easily suppress several great realms.
In addition to the powerful cultivators from the Scarlet Flame Demon Race, scattered demon cultivators also arrived.
At this moment, Chi Ao, the Half-step Immortal King of the Scarlet Flame Demon Race, hovered in the air, demonic energy billowing for a million miles around him. Behind him, a colossal demonic form materialized, and he coldly shouted.
"Those who are not concerned, retreat quickly. This is the awakening of our clan's Primordial Saint Son."
The stern shout, laced with infinite demonic might, reached them. The cultivators who had gathered, thinking a heavenly secret realm had appeared and intending to seize a piece of the pie, dared not approach further.
However, they did not leave either, as who knew if the Scarlet Flame Demon Race was lying, trying to trick everyone into leaving.
Still, the Scarlet Flame Demon Race was the most formidable primordial demon race within a radius of hundreds of millions of miles, and ordinary demon cultivators truly did not dare to provoke them.
Seeing that the surrounding cultivators no longer approached, the Immortal King of the Scarlet Flame Demon Race said no more.
When their Scarlet Flame Demon Race's Saint Son fully awakened and descended, they would then depart.
"Great Elder."
A True Immortal bowed and spoke.
"Go, find and eliminate any hidden scum within a hundred-mile radius of the Cloud Feather Mountain Range. Do not disturb the Saint Son's awakening."
Chi Ao's face was filled with authority, his voice as deep as a great bell.
"As you command."
Chi Ao hovered alone in the sky, gazing with excitement at the radiant, shimmering crack.
This was the Primordial Divine Source that the Scarlet Flame Demon Race had exchanged for at an exorbitant price and gathered the clan's immense fortune in the primordial era, sealing their most powerful Saint Son here.
The purpose was to await the grand era's descent and engage in a battle for destiny with the prodigies of all realms.
In the primordial era, the Heavenly Dao was severely injured, and the spiritual energy of all realms was depleted.
No matter how heaven-defying one's talent or how great their fortune, they could hardly achieve great things.
They might even face the pain of their lifespan running out.
For this reason, too many ancient clans chose to pay a great price to seal their most powerful Saint Sons, awaiting the grand era's arrival.
Now, the spiritual energy and fortune of heaven and earth had reached an unprecedented height, and the prodigies sealed by various clans were successively reviving.
Chi Ao's heart was filled with increasing anticipation. The descent of the Scarlet Flame Demon Race's Saint Son would lead their clan back to its peak, and even ascend to greater heights.
"Respected Saint Son, our clan has long awaited your awakening."
Suddenly, a voice from a True Immortal realm demon cultivator came from behind him.
"Reporting to the Great Elder, a small courtyard has been discovered, and there are two mortals within."
Chi Ao frowned upon hearing this, a look of displeasure appearing on his face.
"Kill them, why do you need to ask me?"
"Great Elder, that courtyard is very strange. We can only see it with our eyes but cannot enter, so we came to report to you."
The True Immortal cultivator, somewhat fearful of the Half-step Immortal King pressure emanating from Chi Ao, quickly added.
Chi Ao's brows furrowed deeply upon hearing this.
The awakening of the Scarlet Flame Demon Race's Saint Son was imminent, and he did not wish for any trouble that might disturb the Saint Son's descent.
"Hmph, foolish creatures, lead me there."
Chi Ao snorted coldly, motioning for the True Immortal cultivator to lead the way.
A moment later, the two figures appeared above the small courtyard.
Subsequently, Chi Ao felt a faint unease, his expression growing grim.
He saw Mu Changqing and the old Taoist priest in the courtyard, observing him with amusement.
It was as if he were a clown at that moment, and they were the audience.
Such mocking gazes made him profoundly uncomfortable.
"You two, please leave this place. Otherwise, when our clan's Saint Son descends, it will be difficult for you to leave."
Although Chi Ao was uncertain of the identities of Mu Changqing and the other, he knew that anyone who could appear here and face him, who radiated Half-step Immortal King pressure, without fear, was undoubtedly extraordinary.
However, the face of the Scarlet Flame Demon Race could not be lost, and the might of the Saint Son could not be blasphemed.
"Scarlet Flame Demon Race? What is that?"
Mu Changqing let out a scoff. He was bold indeed to dare to order him away, this post-natal being was the first, quite courageous.
Upon hearing this, Chi Ao's face turned extremely ugly.
However, upon sensing it, the small courtyard was filled with mysterious and profound Daoist rhymes, beyond the comprehension of beings at his level.
"You two, our clan has an ancestor at the Immortal King level. Do not act rashly."
Chi Ao threatened again.
The smile on Mu Changqing's face remained unchanged. He was still calm and composed, his purple eyes piercing through the dense mist, falling upon the rift in the void.
He had never seen such a method of self-sealing before and was somewhat curious.
Seeing that the two ignored his warning, Chi Ao could no longer maintain his composure. He looked at the True Immortal cultivator behind him and said.
"Send word to the ancestor. There is an anomaly here. It would be best if he descended personally."
At this very moment, terrifying immortal light erupted again. Streaks of blood-red light, mixed with flames, spread outwards like ripples on still water.
*Bang!*
Accompanied by a colossal roar that shook heaven and earth, a piece of golden, brilliant Primordial Divine Source shot out from the void, hovering in the sky for millions of feet.
It exuded a terrifying and ancient aura.