The main soul observed for a moment, then rose up into the air, flying towards the golden palace. However, as soon as he got close, he was blocked by an invisible barrier and could not advance an inch. His divine sense also could not probe inside.

Seeing this, the main soul immediately moved to the other side of the Sword Trace Abyss, attempting to enter from there, but was once again stopped by the invisible barrier.

The main soul's divine sense spread out, sensing this invisible barrier, and quickly discovered some traces of forbidden marks within it.

This forbidden mark was constructed extremely skillfully, seemingly far surpassing a Level 6 existence.

"Could it be a Seven-level Magic Array?" The main soul's face turned serious, yet there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

He had an intuition that, as long as he could enter this golden hall, he might be able to fathom all the secrets of the Stealing Heaven Tripod Space.

However, a Seven-level Magic Array wasn't something that could be easily broken; any slight mistake might lead to unexpected troubles. This matter needed long-term planning.

Yuan Ming quickly retracted his main soul, glanced back at Nan Shangfeng, who was sitting cross-legged with eyes closed, and urged Lei Yu to continue on their journey.

...

Somewhere in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, a dozen or so figures stood sparsely. Although they appeared humanoid, each of them exuded a domineering demon energy, clearly all were Level 6 Great Demons.

Among them, a young man wearing a silver crown and a silver-white feather robe, with small eyes and an aquiline nose, was exactly the Silver Giant Bird that appeared when Yuan Ming broke through earlier.

The dozen or so people did not speak, occasionally looking towards the distance, seemingly waiting for someone.

A moment later, a silver light shot over from the horizon, and as the tunneling light converged, two figures descended; they were Wu Yu and Xuan Ye.

Wu Yu was now dressed in luxurious armor, no longer the gentle demeanor from before, as if an Empress high above, her aura imposing, looking down on all living beings.

Xuan Ye's aura also changed drastically, having reached the Level 6 realm, emanating overwhelming demon energy.

"Greetings to Her Majesty the Empress." Upon seeing this, the dozen Level 6 Great Demons all bowed and saluted exceedingly respectfully.

"How is the execution of the plan going?" Wu Yu asked blandly.

"According to your instructions, the Magic Cloud Tree Seeds have been planted near nineteen cities, now we just wait for the right moment," a black-skinned man replied in a muffled voice.

"Very well, everyone has worked hard. Just proceed according to the plan," Wu Yu nodded.

"Understood," the group of great demons replied in unison.

"Your Majesty the Empress, why didn't you let me kill that Human Clan cultivator at the Broken Dragon Canyon earlier, instead of helping him advance?" The youth in the feather robe spoke up.

At these words, the group of demons present all reacted, looking at Wu Yu together.

"That person is not an ordinary Human Clan cultivator; even if you made a move, you wouldn't be able to kill him, and it would cause considerable trouble for the Ten Thousand Demon Country," Wu Yu shook her head and said.

"A mere Human Clan cultivator, not to mention he was only in the Late Stage of Returning Void, even now that he's broken through to the Dharma manifestation Stage, he couldn't possibly be my opponent, isn't Your Majesty exaggerating a bit?" The feather-robed youth laughed heartily, as if he had heard something utterly amusing.

"Feng Falcon, I know your strength very well, you're still not a match for that person. If you encounter him in the future, remember to keep your distance," Wu Yu's tone was as calm as ever.

The feather-robed youth's laughter ceased, a flash of fierce light passed through his eyes, and he did not refute further.

"Your Majesty the Empress, who are you talking about?" The black-skinned man asked.

"A Human Clan cultivator I just met; you all should remember his appearance. If you encounter him in the future, be cautious," Wu Yu waved her jade hand, and sparkling shards swirled in mid-air, transforming into a lifelike illusion of none other than Yuan Ming.

The illusion maintained for a few moments before transforming back into sparkling shards and vanishing without a trace.

Only a few of the great demons nodded, while the others, like the feather-robed youth, were indifferent.

"Your Majesty the Empress, just now there was news from the capital that people from the Three Realms Sect wish to see you," a gray-robed elder with a cane and a face full of wrinkles came forward and said.

"Three Realms Sect? Who are they?" Wu Yu's expression turned solemn.

"The other party didn't reveal their identity, only saying there is a major issue to discuss, and left behind this image," the gray-robed elder took out a white talisman and crushed it.

After a blinding white light flashed, an ancient black token appeared within, one side inscribed with the word "Three" and the other with a sinister Evil Ghost depiction.

"You all return to your respective clans and await orders," Wu Yu's expression changed dramatically, dispersing the white light with a wave of her hand, and said in a deep voice.

The group of demons agreed, each flying and tunneling away.

The feather-robed youth also transformed into a silver light and left. After flying a distance and ensuring he was outside the range of others' divine sense probing, he suddenly flew in another direction, a chilling murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Since that woman Wu Yu thinks so highly of you, I will have a look at what kind of role you truly play." The feather-robed youth was enveloped in silver light, his form rapidly swelling and transforming into the silver giant bird's true form.

The silver giant bird spread its wings, its speed suddenly multiplied several times, transforming into a silver rainbow heading straight for Black Tiger City.

...

After Lei Yu broke through to the Upper Fifth Level, his tunneling speed increased again, quickly reaching the lush forest where the Wood Demon Clan resided.

Yuan Ming did not let Lei Yu slow down or conceal their whereabouts, but instead instructed him to continue flying swiftly.

The demon beasts in the forest sensed the vast aura emanating from Yuan Ming, and all crouched low and hid, not daring to seek trouble, so naturally, the journey was uneventful.

However, after barely half an hour, Yuan Ming suddenly opened his eyes, looking back at a certain place behind them.

"What's wrong?" Nan Shangfeng noticed Yuan Ming's actions, opened his eyes, and asked.

"A Level 6 demon beast is pursuing us. It seems to be the same silver giant bird that appeared when I broke through," Yuan Ming said after pondering briefly.

"Wasn't that demon led away by Xuan Ye? Why has it returned?" Nan Shangfeng recalled the might of that silver giant bird and showed a change of color on his face.

"Let's see its intentions first." Yuan Ming decisively instructed Lei Yu to land on a flat hill, quietly waiting.

A moment later, a silver rainbow appeared on the distant horizon, then vanished into thin air, and the next second, it instantaneously arrived before the two humans and one beast, revealing the figure of a silver giant bird.

This demon raced around Yuan Ming, its silver eyes, the size of millstones, sizing him up both up and down.

"Are you a Great Demon of the Ten Thousand Demon Country? What might be your purpose here?" Yuan Ming asked calmly, his voice clear.

"To kill you!"

The Wind Falcon spoke human words, its speed suddenly multiplying several times. Its trace couldn't be seen; only dozens of giant bird illusions swirled around Yuan Ming as they raced by.

Sss...sss...sss...

Countless silver lights shot out unexpectedly from all directions, as fast as thunderbolts.

Yuan Ming, Nan Shangfeng, and Lei Yu couldn't even react before the silver light penetrated their bodies, causing a flood of blood to spill and rain down.

The Wind Falcon halted its flight, gazing at the severely injured Yuan Ming and others, slightly surprised: "Is this all you've got?"

Just at that moment, the Wind Falcon's view suddenly froze and then shattered like a mirror, leaving not even half a shadow of a person.

"Isn't it somewhat excessive, attacking indiscriminately like this? I profess to having no grudges with you." Yuan Ming's voice came from behind.

The Wind Falcon abruptly turned around to see Yuan Ming's figure standing in the void, but Lei Yu and Nan Shangfeng were nowhere to be seen.

"You're a Soul Cultivator?" The casualness left the Wind Falcon's eyes as its expression turned serious.

The body of a demon beast is inherently powerful, stronger than Human Clan's cultivators, but its divine soul is relatively weaker, thus vulnerable before a soul cultivator.

"Since you refuse to answer, I'll find out myself." Yuan Ming said casually, from his body emerged a gray-white Dharma manifestation Giant Palm, slow yet swift, striking towards the Wind Falcon.

The palm's center glimmered with swirling black light, embodying the Life and Death Reincarnation Path.

Upon breaking through to the Dharma manifestation Stage earlier, the Life and Death Reincarnation Path absorbed considerable Power of Dao, improving significantly, plus his Soul Power had greatly increased, elevating the path's power by double.

Perceiving the massive aura of the gray-white Giant Palm and Life and Death Reincarnation Path, the Wind Falcon inwardly shivered and spread its wings as it transformed into a silver shadow, effortlessly evading the Giant Palm's attack.

Yuan Ming remained indifferent, his other hand gesturing to activate the Six Jia Qimen Dao Seal from within his Nascent Soul.

The Wind Falcon's vision suddenly blurred, and Yuan Ming's figure appeared in front out of thin air.

"What! That human cultivator has such speed! No, it's me who's moved!" The Wind Falcon was startled, soon realizing the true situation.

It wasn't Yuan Ming appearing ahead but somehow, he who should've been escaping forward had reversed, plunging back.

"Giant Peak Crush!" Yuan Ming's majestic voice echoed nearby.

The Wind Falcon's body suddenly burdened, as if genuinely crushed by a giant peak, plummeting downward.

The gray-white Giant Palm continued descending, aiming for the Wind Falcon's head.

"Speak and follow!"

The Wind Falcon's anger and shock intertwined, its body barraged with silver light, transforming into seven or eight identical figures, fleeing in different directions.

"Illusion Technique?" Yuan Ming smirked, ignoring the rest as the gray-white Giant Palm heavily slammed into one giant bird.

The silver giant bird was struck as if by a meteorite, crashing heavily into the forest below.

With a "boom", the ground within dozens of miles rose and fell ceaselessly, ancient trees toppled.

The other giant birds dissolved into silver light, drifting apart.

The forest ground formed a blackened pit, with the Wind Falcon buried in the soil, half of its skeleton shattered, mouth spewing blood relentlessly.

"How could this be! A mere Dharma manifestation Stage human possesses such abilities!" The Wind Falcon was horrified, forcing itself to fly out of the pit.

"Still able to rise, worthy of a sixth-level demon." Yuan Ming murmured, his mind stirring as he activated the Annihilation Rune on the Soul Destroying Sword within his Dantian.

The Wind Falcon's vision suddenly turned pitch black, unable to see or hear anything, with its Divine Sense perceiving nothing, akin to being imprisoned in the Nine Netherworld.

The demon's body paused in mid-air, unmoving.

"Go!" Yuan Ming flicked his robe gently.

A black Sword Shadow shot out like lightning, slicing through the Wind Falcon's head, passing through as if it were an Illusion.

The Wind Falcon's eye brilliance dimmed rapidly, and its massive corpse fell from the sky without any life.

Yuan Ming waved his sleeves, shooting out a green light, capturing the Wind Falcon's corpse and storing it within the Shura Palace.

He also followed inside, raising his hand to grab the void.

Dispersed soul fragments emerged from the Wind Falcon's corpse, converging in his palm, transforming into a petite silver-white bird Illusion — the Wind Falcon's Demon Soul.

In the previous sword strike, he held back, only shattering the Wind Falcon's divine soul without entirely annihilating it.

Seldom does a sixth-level demon deliver itself to his door; he still anticipated using its Demon Soul and Demon Core to refine a Dharma Manifestation Pill.

Yet before refining, it was necessary to ascertain the demon's identity first.

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