The Chen Yin Divine Mirror was just suspended in mid-air a moment ago; everyone saw it with their own eyes.

But how did the Chen Yin Divine Mirror vanish during the bout between Yan Shilin and Qin Xingyuan?

At that moment, everyone looked towards Qin Xingyuan.

The only person here who could secretly take the Chen Yin Divine Mirror was Qin Xingyuan.

It seems Yan Shilin stole Qin Xingyuan's Flame Core Shield, so Qin Xingyuan took Yan Shilin's Chen Yin Divine Mirror as revenge.

Indeed, Mozi Academy and the Outer Guan Qin Family are the leaders among the world's Demon Cultivators, and their disciples are truly evenly matched.

Yan Shilin angrily shouted, "Give me back the Chen Yin Divine Mirror!"

Qin Xingyuan was even angrier, "You scoundrel, you stole my Flame Core Shield, secretly used the Chen Yin Divine Mirror to collect the Heaven and Earth's Strange Fire, and now you're pretending here."

Yan Shilin hastily said, "I didn't take the Heaven and Earth's Strange Fire, if you don't believe me, look."

Saying this, Yan Shilin pointed at Wang Yan.

Sure enough, Wang Yan was standing there, holding up his right hand, but the Heaven and Earth's Strange Fire that was originally on his right hand had disappeared.

Yan Shilin, who was initially confident, was at a loss for words upon seeing that the Heaven and Earth's Strange Fire was no longer in Wang Yan's hand.

Qin Xingyuan roared angrily, "Dare to deceive me, you must have stolen the Heaven and Earth's Strange Fire!"

With that, Qin Xingyuan lunged at Yan Shilin.

Yan Shilin, left with no choice, prepared to defend himself. He wanted to explain, but under Qin Xingyuan's full-fledged attack, he didn't even have time to justify himself in the end.

Wang Yan stood to the side, watching the two of them squabble like fighting cockerels. He shrugged his shoulders, gave a slight smile, and then turned to walk toward the dune.

On that dune, Ouyang Feiting was waiting for him.

As Wang Yan walked up to the dune, he brushed his thumb against the Starlight Ring on his hand.

Inside it, there was now a Heaven and Earth's Strange Fire, a Flame Core Shield, and a Chen Yin Divine Mirror.

Indeed, it was Wang Yan who had taken the Flame Core Shield and the Chen Yin Divine Mirror.

With Wang Yan's level of cultivation, even if he were to openly snatch them, he would still succeed in acquiring the two Magical Treasures.

Not to mention Yan Shilin and Qin Xingyuan completely ignored Wang Yan and even dared to provoke him by seizing the Heaven and Earth's Strange Fire from him. Of course, Wang Yan took their Magical Treasures as a lesson.

As Wang Yan climbed the dune, intending to leave with Ouyang Feiting, the battle between Qin Xingyuan and Yan Shilin had already reached its climax.

The two of them unleashed their Demon Patterns, with the Power of Demon Patterns shooting out in all directions. Explosive sounds echoed continuously from the ground as the sand was blasted and scattered.

The power generated by their fight was immense, especially as they simultaneously cast Magic Skills, causing the attacks to be earth-shattering.

The entire desert seemed unable to withstand their onslaught. A vast region of the desert suddenly collapsed, sinking downwards.

Just then, as Wang Yan was walking midway up the dune, he suddenly felt the ground beneath him give way, and the dune fell directly underground.

When Wang Yan looked down, where the dune had sunk, he saw a deep, dark hole several hundred meters deep, shrouded in impenetrable darkness.

As the enormous dune tumbled in, it disappeared into the abyss, vanishing from sight.

Startled, Wang Yan was about to leap into the air when he heard Ouyang Feiting, standing at the top of the dune, cry out in alarm as her body plunged toward the depths of the earth.

"Brother Wang Yan, save me!"

Ouyang Feiting cried out in terror, but her body was uncontrollably falling deeper underground.

Wang Yan swiftly flickered and dived down, chasing after her into the depths of the hole.

Ouyang Feiting descended at great speed, as if drawn by a tremendous force from the bottom of the abyss.

Despite Wang Yan's best efforts to catch up, he was only able to slowly narrow the distance between them.

After a grueling chase of tens of meters, Wang Yan finally caught up with Ouyang Feiting, grabbing her hand.

Meanwhile, several dozen Demon Cultivators were also falling into the depths like Ouyang Feiting.

Qin Xingyuan and Yan Shilin, despite also falling into the abyss, were filled with animosity towards each other. Even while falling, they did not stop fighting.

As they fell into the depths of the abyss, their Demon Patterns wove back and forth, continually striking the sand walls surrounding them.

These surrounding walls, being made of sand, couldn't endure their assaults, gradually collapsing and crumbling.

Wang Yan, having initially grabbed Ouyang Feiting, intended to soar upwards with her once more.

Little did he know, the surrounding sand walls began to collapse. This was the collapse of the substantial sand surrounding a hundred-meter-deep hole, crashing down as if a giant mountain were falling.

If Wang Yan were to forcibly pull Ouyang Feiting upwards at this moment, he might remain unharmed, but Ouyang Feiting's safety couldn't be guaranteed.

Compelled by circumstances, Wang Yan extended both arms, embracing Ouyang Feiting, then plummeted rapidly downward with her.

At the same time, dozens of other Demon Cultivators continued to fall. Seeing the two Demon Emperors' battle not only collapse the ground but also make them fall into the unknown depths of the black hole, the group wailed in despair.

Having fallen over a hundred meters without seeing the bottom, they still didn't know how far they'd fall.

Powerful figures like the Demon Emperors can step through the air, but for them, Demon Kings and Demon Masters, who cannot fly, they might be trapped in this deep hole.

At this point, the Demon Cultivators started shouting.

"Stop fighting, you two seniors!"

"Please stop, the hole is going to collapse!"

...

However, their cries were soon drowned out by the constant rain of sand. None could shout amidst the sandstorm.

At this moment, ever more sand cascaded down, covering the entire entrance, casting the pit into complete darkness where one could not see their own hands.

At this point, both Yan Shilin and Qin Xingyuan finally halted their fight.

Seeing the ceiling of sand dropping down continually, Qin Xingyuan and Yan Shilin simultaneously shouted and punched upward to stop the sand's fall.

But there was too much sand above. Their attacks only paused the falling sand briefly before it resumed its descent.

Moreover, the aftershock of their attacks accelerated the collapse of the surrounding sand walls.

Finally realizing this, Qin Xingyuan and Yan Shilin dared not attack anymore, their figures blurred as they fled further downward.

Seeing Qin Xingyuan and Yan Shilin also fleeing downward, the other Demon Cultivators hurriedly followed.

By now, Wang Yan, holding Ouyang Feiting, had already rushed far ahead, catching sight of the abyss's end.

Upon seeing the end, Wang Yan's face changed.

For at the end of this deep pit, there was no way forward, nothing but a solid ground completely blocking the path forward.

Landing on the ground, Wang Yan quickly looked up at the sky, seeing countless sands rapidly falling down.

Some of the slowly descending Demon Cultivators had already been buried beneath the sand.

Several Demon Cultivators attempted to use the Power of Demon Patterns to blast away the sand,, but their use of Demon Patterns only accelerated the collapse of the surrounding sand walls, engulfing them even more swiftly.

Seeing this, alarm gripped Wang Yan's heart. If the sand fell, they would not only have to endure its great weight, but without air, they wouldn't last long.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye, Wang Yan and Ouyang Feiting would find themselves facing a life or death situation.

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