In the dark Demon Palace, a figure drifted like a ghost, entering a grand hall at the rear of the Demon Palace.

"Lan Cang, what brings you here?"

A fireball ignited, reflecting a gloomy face and a pair of deep eyes, quietly watching the blue-robed Daoist whose presence had been detected.

Su Fengzhuo, the Blessing Hall Master of the Respected Demon Hall, responsible for guarding the Secret Hall of the Heavenly Demon Palace.

Upon being discovered by this person, Lan Cang was not flustered, merely showing a somewhat simple smile and said, "Nothing much, I just wanted to find a treasure in the Secret Hall."

"To enter the Secret Hall, you need the Demon Lord's hand order, you should be aware of this, Lan Cang."

Su Fengzhuo spoke in a seemingly casual manner, but a hand hidden in his sleeve secretly gathered force.

Lan Cang's stealthy infiltration to this place was indeed too bizarre. Although Su Fengzhuo had worked alongside Lan Cang for many years, vigilance was still necessary, suspicion unavoidable.

"Don't be like that, old Su. We've worked together for years, your grandson Ah Xie even roams the worldly society with me, why make things so distant?"

Lan Cang seemed completely untroubled by the appropriateness of his behavior, still smiling and speaking warmly.

"You know, I saved your grandson's life several times. Without me, old Su, you would have sent a white-haired one to bury the black-haired. Oh, no, your hair isn't white yet..."

"Boom—"

A wave of air swept through, the fireball instantly extinguished. Moments ago, the talkative Lan Cang had his palm blocking a descending hand knife, his face no longer carried any frivolity, only a tranquil calm remained.

"Was it necessary? Old Su, after all these years of friendship..."

Gray-white energy brewed in Lan Cang's palm, "Why come to court death?"

"Lan Cang, you indeed have rebellious bones."

Dark hues flowed over Su Fengzhuo, adding a trace of sinister energy, "Those who trespass the Secret Hall shall be killed without mercy!"

"Evil Battle Chronicles, kill!"

The dark hue enveloped his body, Su Fengzhuo's palm like a resounding thunder, fist akin to swift lightning, his entire being turned into an instrument of attack. Like a fierce storm, every strike poured onto Lan Cang.

"Boom boom boom..."

Lan Cang felt akin to a decrepit drum, producing continuous muffled sounds, the repeated strikes from Su Fengzhuo forced him to retreat.

The obsidian floor seemed like mud, with Lan Cang stepping nine footprints deep, each deeper than the last, his final step had his foot sinking below the surface.

At this moment, Lan Cang halted, True Qi surging, he pushed Su Fengzhuo back a step.

"Evil Battle Chronicles, truly remarkable," Lan Cang brushed his chest and stomach, dusting off nonexistent dirt, "And this palm force targeting Corpse Qi, the Demon Lord truly is wary of Shiyin Hall."

If those Undecomposed Bones under his command were struck by this palm force, although not immediately harmed, they would lose the advantage.

Sometimes, losing the advantage could result in defeat and destruction. Su Fengzhuo's series of attacks were clearly intended to eliminate Lan Cang.

"Why are you unharmed?" Su Fengzhuo gazed at the unscathed Lan Cang, asking solemnly.

"It's naturally because...I am unique."

The gray-white Qi Force expanded, though appearing ominous, the palm force contained no decaying Qi Mechanism of the Undecomposed Bone, instead exuding a sense of peace.

"Ascending Immortal Transformation."

In the foreboding colors, a scene of the Immortal Realm emerged, as if the one delivering the strike was not some undead corpse refinement product, but a living person.

But this Immortal Realm shifted to a sinister, eerie state, the chilling palm force even causing a momentary halt in Su Fengzhuo's Qi Mechanism.

In this instant of stagnation, Sword Qi wove out from behind Lan Cang, with palm force from the side, and also Blade Energy, Fist Power; in an instant, six streams of Qi Force carrying Corpse Qi attacked from all sides, severely injuring Su Fengzhuo.

"You all..."

Not allowing Su Fengzhuo to waste time with words, Lan Cang shattered his Heavenly Spirit with a palm, extinguishing his vitality.

"Let's go, enter the Secret Hall to find treasures for protection."

Lan Cang retrieved a token from Su Fengzhuo's chest, casting it upon the gates of the Secret Hall, "The Demon Lord most likely carries the Primordial Demon Heart Crystal, but it might also be stored in the Secret Vault. Even if it's not there, we can find some supreme treasures to aid us."

Silhouettes emerged around the area, standing behind Lan Cang.

"Is this the Corpse Resolving Immortal? Removing the flaws of the Undecomposed Bone, possessing a lifespan unattainable by humans."

Someone whispered after witnessing Su Fengzhuo's death state.

"It is still slightly short of being Perfect," Lan Cang said, "Breaking the restriction on the Divine Soul will bring true perfection. By then, we all shall gain our path forward."

The gates of the Secret Hall slowly opened, Lan Cang leading the way inside.

"Without the Demon Lord's hand order, we'll need to force through the restrictions inside, let's be quick."

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At the Northern Zhou Border, the battle between humans and beasts continued.

The Demon Lord wielding Qiankun, the Heaven-Supporting Demon Image pressing War Beast Sky Slaughter into the ground, sending countless stones flying.

In truth, this strike could shatter a mountain, yet War Beast Sky Slaughter roared fiercely, pulsating Demon Essence and clashing with the Demon Image.

'This creature with its connection to Earth Qi is impossible to kill.' The Demon Lord's face was gloomy, incredibly frustrated.

War Beast Sky Slaughter possessed brute strength alone, ignorant of any moves. Dodging its clumsy attacks was relatively simple.

Yet War Beast Sky Slaughter relies not on skill, but its near undying and immortal body.

As long as Earth Qi persists, the beast cannot die. As long as the connection remains intact, even a severed head can be reattached, this is the undying nature of War Beast Sky Slaughter.

For the Demon Lord, this demon beast was as annoying as stubborn glue, impossible to kill, and engaging in a brute fight was unwise.

'It's time to retreat.'

The Demon Lord no longer contemplated killing the beast, retreat already in mind.

However, to think of leaving now...

"Too late!"

The figure in a dark robe with white hair strode through the air, War Beast Sky Slaughter burst forth from the ground, growling softly and kneeling.

Xuanyin Sword Residence and Xiao Qiye also bowed from afar, addressing as "Dao Lord."

Lord Qingyu, who defeated the Demon Lord single-handedly in the Divine Capital Imperial City and fiercely battled the Dao Ancestor, had arrived.

"Demon Lord, your life and Primordial Demon Qi must remain."

Qing Yu pressed down with one hand, raging torrents rolled, vortexes surged, the whole world seemed to be in a deep sea whirlpool, everything would be torn to pieces, "Divine Vortex."

"Primordial Demon Shattering Sky."

The Demon Lord urged Primordial Demon Body, merging with Heaven-Supporting Demon Image, exerted full force, two enormous demon hands reached into the vortex, demonic energy rampaged, seeming to burst the vortex alive.

But...

"Too weak."

A sigh fell, the demon hands were instantly shredded, even the Heaven-Supporting Demon Image was inch by inch torn apart in the vortex.

The Dao Ancestor once withstood Qing Yu's Divine's Move, the Supreme Taoist likewise did. But the Demon Lord was not among these two; comparing to the ancient freak Dao Ancestor and the Supreme Taoist adorned with Heavenly Dao Power, the disparity in strength between the Demon Lord and Qing Yu was indeed enormous.

"Boom——"

The gigantic demon image broke like a balloon, from inside flew out a Demon Shadow.

The Demon Lord wanted to escape, again defeated by Qing Yu in one move, the Demon Lord had no will to fight, and the only thought was to flee.

However, running away in front of Qing Yu was undoubtedly a very luxurious idea, at least for the Demon Lord, it was extravagant.

Boundless Eternity.

That silhouette existed everywhere, and promptly appeared before the Demon Shadow, Reverse Demon Origin was exerted, the Demon Lord's attack returned the original way.

"Wah——"

The Demon Lord suffered again, spitting red from the mouth.

Qing Yu raised his hand again, Primordial Energy reversed onto the palm, the strong move gathered force again.

Unlike the Dao Ancestor and Supreme Taoist, the Demon Lord could not stop Qing Yu from using Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, hence Qing Yu's combat power at this moment had a considerable increase compared to before.

"Divine Transformation."

The divine character appeared at fingertip, entwining Qi Force into a strand, piercing through the Demon Lord's chest.

Meanwhile, Qing Yu extended another hand, Doomsday Myth manifested, colliding with the Sword Qi that broke through the air.

"Sword God," Qing Yu glanced at the suddenly appearing figure, "Do you wish to seize my spoils of war?"

"Naturally."

The Sword God raised his Heavenly Talent, Sword Light fell like Cangtian descending calamity, "Heavenly Punishment Sword Path."

A period of no see, the Sword God's Power surged once more. The emerging great tribulation gave rise to abundant Tribulation Qi, all of which became the provisions for Doomsday Myth and the Sword God.

Furthermore, compared to the Doomsday Myth as a weapon, the Sword God's strength as the Ten Thousand Tribulations Sky Demon grew even more remarkably.

If not for Qing Yu creating the Doomsday Myth, at this time the Sword God's strength would have been even higher.

"Auxiliary Wheel Sky Burial."

Blood-colored Blade Energy carved crimson Demon Fire in the air, alongside Sword Qi front and back, slicing the Demon Lord trapped in the middle into four pieces.

"Poof——"

Blood rain poured like a canopy but was instantly burned dry by the Demon Fire, the Demon Lord who roamed the Demon Path for nearly a century was cleaved into four sections by Qing Yu and the Sword God, failing to issue even a last word.

"Clang clang——"

The residual momentum of Sword Qi and Blade Energy clashed against each other, Qing Yu and the Sword God simultaneously shifted, swords and blades collided, Heavenly Talent, Doomsday Myth, two divine weapons filled with Tribulation Qi had a three-strike exchange instantly.

"Slash——"

The Sword God used fingers in place of the sword, pierced through Qing Yu's palm force, captured the disconnected Primordial Demon Qi, yet Qing Yu simultaneously grabbed a segment of Demon Qi.

Both exerted force concurrently, the Demon Qi split into two sections. Four eyes met, stern killing intent and Sword Intent akin to needle sharp against wheat awn, issuing a piercing whistle.

Under the powerful Realm, even the invisible Will became tangible, resembling genuine entities.

"Killing Tribulation One Thought· Sword Decision Sky Peak."

The bright sword blade soared into the sky, like a sword mountain, the Sword of Killing Tribulation pressed down, slashing toward the figure that seemed particularly small compared to the sword blade.

"Timeless."

Gale swept, Blade Energy transformed into layered wind blades, clashing with the Sword of Killing Tribulation, only the clang echoed in ears, both solemn and melodious.

"Divine Wind."

Gales evolved, fierce storm turned in rage, sky and earth blurred, all scenery was obscured, shattered under this wind storm.

The Sword God reversed the Heavenly Talent, the figure spun, Tribulation Qi rapidly expanded, one sword split the fierce storm, rupturing space, directly retreating into the space fissure.

"Qing Yu, this half path Demon Qi shall serve as compensation for your past creation of Calamity Device."

"It's not that simple."

Instinctively, Qing Yu was about to exert Boundless Eternity to pursue, yet the Sword Qi shooting forth from the void told him, it indeed was that simple.

This delay, the Sword God had already escaped far away.

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