Witnessing their Grand Elder being slain by a single sword aura from Lu Qing, the remaining members of Guiyuan Sect stood frozen in place, not daring to utter a single word. They felt no resentment—on the contrary, their hearts were filled with fear. They were terrified that Lu Qing might vent his wrath upon them and execute them all as well. However, Lu Qing had no such intention. He merely glanced at the disciples of Guiyuan Sect and said indifferently, "I recognize that your Grand Elder was deceived by that Ghost-Masked Man and thus committed his sins. Therefore, I leave his corpse intact for you to take back and bury him properly." "Thank you, Supreme One!" Hearing this, the disciples of Guiyuan Sect felt as if a great burden had been lifted from their shoulders. Their faces showed the relief of having survived a catastrophe, and they all bowed deeply toward Lu Qing. Even the Second Elder, who was also at the Golden Core Realm, did not dare show any hint of disrespect before Lu Qing. Lu Qing then swept his gaze across the surroundings, finally settling on the First Holy Lord. With that, Lu Qing transformed into a stream of light, soaring into the sky and flying directly toward Sacred Mountain. His sudden departure left everyone stunned and immensely surprised. None of them had expected him to leave so decisively. But once they confirmed that Lu Qing had truly departed, they all let out a sigh of relief, finally able to relax. There was no helping it—his presence alone exerted too much pressure on them. Even without emitting any aura, merely standing there was enough to make everyone tremble in fear. Now that he was gone, the heavy pressure weighing on their hearts was finally lifted. "Everyone, shall we officially begin this Holy Assembly now?" At this moment, the voice of the First Holy Lord echoed. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚫𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚫𝕟𝕖𝕥 The assembled powerhouses looked at the First Holy Lord's smiling expression and couldn't help but feel a deep chill in their hearts. Previously, they had all speculated about the purpose and backing of Sacred Mountain in holding this Holy Assembly. Now they understood—these three Holy Lords had actually invited that man. Wasn’t it rumored that the Three Holy Lords did not get along with him? But now, it was evident that such rumors were utterly false. Not only was there no conflict between them, but their relationship was, in fact, quite amicable. That man had shown such unwavering support for Sacred Mountain—how exactly had the Three Holy Lords convinced him? Though they could not comprehend it, everyone now knew that the outcome was decided. This Holy Assembly was now entirely under the control of Sacred Mountain. Indeed, from that moment onward, no sect dared to voice any objections. Everything proceeded in an orderly manner. Of course, given the gravity and widespread impact of the Holy Assembly, it would not conclude in just a short time. It would likely take at least two to three days. For this reason, Lu Qing had chosen to leave. He had no interest in staying to discuss these tedious matters. Upon returning to Sacred Mountain, Lu Qing entered his secluded cultivation abode. The matters that required his attention had been settled. The remaining affairs would be far better handled by the Three Holy Lords; there was no need for him to concern himself further. Sitting cross-legged in his abode, Lu Qing took out the white bone claw and activated his unique ability to inspect it. Soon, a dense purple hue emerged from the bone claw, and several lines of text floated before his eyes. [Heavenly Demon Bone Claw: The bone claw left behind after an ancient Heavenly Demon perished.] [The Ancient Heavenly Demons were primeval beings born at the dawn of this world's evolution, emerging from the original essence of the universe.] [Ancient Heavenly Demons were inherently powerful, existing at the Nascent Soul Realm from birth, possessing unparalleled might.] [This bone claw was nourished by the grievances of countless living beings for tens of thousands of years before being purified by the Nanming Bright Fire. All lingering resentment has been cleansed, returning it to its original state, and triggering a unique transformation.] As Lu Qing finished reading the information, a glimmer of understanding surfaced in his eyes. No wonder this bone claw was so formidable—he had initially been puzzled as to what kind of creature could possess a claw with such immense power. It turned out to be a remnant of an Ancient Heavenly Demon, a being that had existed since the very birth of this world. Lu Qing was not entirely unfamiliar with the Ancient Heavenly Demons. Previously, a demonic cultivator had acquired a fragment of an Ancient Heavenly Demon's bone, which was enough to stir up considerable chaos. Now, he couldn't help but wonder—was this Heavenly Demon Bone Claw from the same Ancient Heavenly Demon as the demonic cultivator’s bone fragment? After thoroughly examining the bone claw's origins, Lu Qing stored it inside his Heaven and Earth One Qi Bag. This bone claw was of extraordinary material. Lu Qing had already destroyed its internal restrictions and eliminated its artifact spirit using Nanming Bright Fire. Though it was no longer a spiritual artifact, it had instead transformed into an even more precious material for artifact refinement. If refined properly, it could become a formidable spiritual weapon. However, forging a spiritual weapon was no quick task. It required a long period of ritual refinement before it could gradually develop sentience. For now, Lu Qing was not lacking in spiritual weapons, so he was in no hurry. He would wait for the right opportunity in the future to refine it at a more suitable time. At present, the most crucial matter was his own cultivation. Having just advanced to the Second Transformation of the Golden Core Realm, he was at the peak of his rapid growth phase and could not afford to slack off. While the Holy Assembly in Sacred City proceeded fervently, Lu Qing had already entered deep meditation to cultivate. Even though he was not present at the assembly, none of the sects or factions dared to harbor any rebellious thoughts. They were fully absorbed in the discussions, striving to secure the best possible benefits for themselves. Finally, two days later, at the massive stone platform in the heart of Sacred City— The First Holy Lord, solemn-faced, held a jade tablet in his hand and gazed around. "Since there are no objections, the new Sacred Mountain Prohibition shall be decreed as agreed upon in this Holy Assembly. Do you all consent?" "Let it be proclaimed!" The representatives of the various sects and factions all nodded in agreement. "Then, please step forward and swear your oaths before the Sacred Monument, leaving your Soul Imprints as proof." With a flick of his hand, the First Holy Lord sent the jade tablet forward. It floated into the air, expanding until it transformed into a colossal Sacred Monument several meters tall, standing firm upon the ground. Carved into the monument were numerous inscriptions—the very laws and prohibitions decided upon during this Holy Assembly. Without hesitation, the sect representatives stepped forward, swearing their oaths and leaving their Soul Imprints upon the Sacred Monument. Once all the representatives had imprinted their souls, the Three Holy Lords also left their own Soul Imprints. In the next instant, an extraordinary phenomenon occurred. A dazzling beam of light shot forth from the Sacred Monument, piercing the heavens. A massive vortex appeared above, absorbing the light within. At that moment, all the cultivators who had left their Soul Imprints on the monument suddenly felt an inexplicable sensation rising within their minds.