Urban Cultivation: My Identity As the Demon Venerable Can No Longer Be Hidden

Five thousand years ago, he was a powerful immortal venerable who shook the immortal realm; five thousand years later, he is a demon who crawled back from hell.

As the long-dormant demonic arts slowly revive, as the dormant killing intent surges in the undercurrents of the city.

With a wave of his hand, the wind and clouds change color; with a turn of his hand, all living beings bow their heads.

Some wanted to curry favor with him, some wanted to pry into his past, and some tried to melt his frozen heart with love.