"——"
In a silent fluctuation, the cracks filling the sky were invisibly nded by imnse force, and the demonic qi that perated the air gradually converged and disappeared.
Although the Heavenly Demon Palace was about to erge, it had to wait until the Demon Lord’s injuries healed before making its appearance; otherwise, appearing would only an getting thrashed.
"When the Heavenly Demon Palace erges, it will be the day of our resurgence in the Demon Path," Xue Ya said, looking at the slowly closing crack with anticipation.
The main thing was the resurgence of the Blood Demon Sect. This origin of the Demon Path had been silent for too long. If it didn’t rise now, it might truly disappear into the river of history.
"Let’s go." Yin Tianxia waved his large sleeve and vanished into the air.
The leaders of the Demon Sword Dao, Purgatory Peak, and Dood Hall also flew away together. Their direction was precisely where the headquarters of the Yin Demon Sect was located.
As part of the Six Demon Sects, these three sects naturally gravitated toward the Yin Demon Sect, so they could stand against the factions of Heavenly Demon and Human Demon in the future.
For many years, Yin Tianxia had served as the top expert among the Six Demon Sects, a leader who wrestled with the powerful figures of the Righteous Path. He had long since subdued these three sects. Following the Yin Demon Sect was a decision that had been agreed upon long ago.
"Yin Tianxia..." Behind the mask of the Evil Ghost, Xue Ya looked toward the direction of the Yin Demon Sect, his tone carrying a hint of wariness.
Historically, the Demon Path in the Central Plains was dominated alternately by the Blood Demon Sect and the Heavenly Demon Palace. After the destruction of the Blood Demon Sect, the Heavenly Demon Palace reigned supre. However, in the past decades, Yin Tianxia erged among the Six Demon Sects, causing a stir in both the Righteous and Demonic paths.
Furthermore, the current Yin Tianxia, having expelled his Heart Demon, was even stronger than before. As a collaborator, Xue Ya too harbored wariness toward this top female fighter of the Demon Path.
However, despite the wariness, it was far from the ti for the two to turn against each other. The days of cooperation were still long, but in the future, the seamlessness of their past collaboration would no longer be possible.
In a low whisper, the Blood River Robe draped over Xue Ya flowed even more swiftly, its blood-colored fierce spirits letting out bursts of roars.
"Heh." In the end, Xue Ya rely chuckled lightly and transford into a blood river, disappearing into the skyline.
"Four sects united, and the resurgence of the Blood Demon Sect. My rebellious disciple has indeed given quite the surprise."
On the outskirts of the Nanyun Mountain Range, at so unknown ti, a figure cloaked in a deep blue cloak stood in midair, watching the distant battles and negotiations, until the Heavenly Demon Realm closed again, and the other parties left.
Everything was in this person’s view, but no one detected his presence.
He stood there as if out of thin air, yet like a nonexistent phantom, unseen by all. Otherwise, with the eyesight of a Divinity Realm warrior, this person should have been noticed even outside the Nanyun Mountain Range.
"Ha ha ha ha ha..." A deep laughter emanated from under the cloak, indiscernible in emotion but showing composure, "Xi Sheng, oh Xi Sheng, you indeed do your master proud..."
The voice suddenly faded to a whisper, then rose again, "—the most outstanding disciple, managing to match wits with your teacher. However, unfortunately, you are still too inexperienced. How do you know that this isn’t exactly the outco your teacher desired?"
"There is still ti, my dear disciple, I hope you can bring more surprises to your master. Ha ha ha..."
The figure completely vanished, with no one but himself knowing soone had been there.
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Daqian, Ling Province.
Ling Province boasted a magnificent sight called the Sky-reaching Purple Cloud. Each year in early sumr, around June or July, there was a chance to witness this spectacle on Wanling Mountain.
The purple mist connected to the sky spread across the heavens, sporadically dotted with bright purple orbs, a sight both grand and beautiful.
In the past, during June or July, Wanling Mountain was bustling with crowds. But this year, or rather, on this particular day in June, there were hardly any people near Wanling Mountain.
The reason for the lack of people wasn’t that the Sky-reaching Purple Cloud had fallen out of favor, nor was it due to soone monopolizing the area to forbid entry. It was because today, at this mont, most of those headed to Wanling Mountain had died on their way.
"Ugh, ah, ah..."
On the road littered with corpses, a series of eerie cries echoed.
Zhang Xuanji tightly gripped the throat of a young master with one hand while the other hovered above the victim’s head, shaped like a claw. A powerful suction force emanated from his palm, drawing out the young master’s blood Qi, essence Qi, and even his bone Qi, which condensed into a pale red Dan Pill.
The Dan Pill spun, expelling impurities and releasing a light fragrant scent that gently wafted through the air.
Zhang Xuanji swallowed the Dan Pill in one gulp. He circulated his True Qi, instantly digesting the vitality in the Dan Pill. A flush of color briefly passed over his pale face.
"Thank goodness Qing Yu previously shared this Alchemy technique with ; otherwise..."
Considering the persistent pursuers he had faced in recent days, Zhang Xuanji’s face turned as grave as if it would drip with water.
Previously hit by Xiao Qianxiu’s Qi Sword, Zhang Xuanji had saved his life using Dan Qi stored in his body, but at the cost of revealing one of his hidden techniques, which required ti to replenish.
Unexpectedly, before he could restore his Dan Qi, people from Six Gates had tracked him down.
Sacrificial Officer Ming Rui from Jixia Academy obstructed those sent from the Shadow King Sect to help, and two of the Four Great Divine Capturers from Six Gates pursued him relentlessly, not letting go.
Had it not been for his prior research in Alchemy, creating a thod to absorb others’ vitality into a pill, Zhang Xuanji would have perished on the run long ago.
"Leng Kuangtu..." Zhang Xuanji touched his rib, where the butcher had removed a rib with a finger strike. If he hadn’t dodged in ti, the finger strike would have gone straight into his chest and abdon, reaching his internal organs directly.
As the one responsible for execution among the Four Great Divine Capturers, Leng Kuangtu was almost the strongest. If it weren’t for Wuming always being acknowledged as the first among the Four Great Divine Capturers, the word "almost" could be removed.
"And the newly appointed Goddess of Capture..."
Her skills were also exceptional, using techniques that reminded Zhang Xuanji of the Divine Constable.
Years ago, Zhang Xuanji had witnessed the Divine Constable in action, a presence so vast and imposing it had ingrained itself in his heart. Now, he saw echoes of the Divine Constable in this Goddess of Capture.
In the monts he pondered this, Zhang Xuanji had already absorbed the vitality of the group heading to witness the Sky-reaching Purple Cloud and combined it with the Dragon and Tiger Pill; his injuries were nearly sixty percent healed.
"Let’s go."
Zhang Xuanji did not dare to stay longer, hurrying toward Wanling Mountain. Getting there would mostly likely an escaping danger.
However, fate was not on his side. Just as he set out, a raging wave of Qi surged toward him.
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