Inside the Celestial Demon Ancient Castle.
The Black Emperor stood on a high platform built of stone, his hands clasped behind his back and a long whip in his grip. His wide, golden eyes scanned the area before him.
Before him...
Gai Shi, Arhat, Jian Lingkong, and the others were sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Each of them maintained a meditative posture, cultivating diligently. These were once the top experts of the Eastern Continent's younger generation—proud, untamable individuals.
Now, however, faced with the long whip in the Black Emperor's hand, they all wore wary expressions, cultivating with meticulous focus.
