The Power of the Ninth Peak

As the power of the nine individuals surged, majestic spiritual energy flowed into the nine tokens.

Immediately, a streak of light shot into the distant sky.

Ten thousand miles away, within the Myriad Demon Middle and Inner Sect, an old man slowly opened his eyes as the streak of light appeared.

"Today isn't the entrance examination day. Why would there be a request for the inner sect examination?" he murmured, his expression curious.

"Which little monster wants to take the inner sect assessment alone?"

If Wilma Nilles and Braydon Neal were present, they would likely recognize him instantly—it was the old man from the Myriad Demon City.

"Everyone, I'll take a walk today," he said, stretching.

"I've done nothing since returning from the Myriad Demon City. This is a good opportunity for a stroll."