"Ah!"

Huntian let out a loud cry of alarm, and an eerily dark glow suddenly emanated from his body. A dragon spear, filled with an overwhelming Demonic Qi, soared into the sky, piercing through the black and white Divine Flames.

Huntian stepped out from the Divine Flames, his face still showing a trace of unsettled shock.

After that, a voice filled with boundless wrath came from the depths of the Void: "Who? Who dares to harm my son!"

A terrifying presence instantly swept across all of Heaven and Earth, shattering the Void for hundreds of miles around. Every Cultivator below the Quasi-Saint Middle Stage, friend or foe, was shattered into blood mist by the force of the sound wave, and annihilated in an instant.

That majestic power was a hundred times, a thousand times, even ten thousand times stronger than Li Qingquan's!

The faces of everyone on the battlefield changed drastically. Perhaps they were not familiar with this voice, but they knew very well who the owner of the voice was!

Li Qingming and the others had a deep understanding of this voice! After all, they could be considered old adversaries!

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons? Indeed, it was the creator of the Realm of Ten Thousand Demons, a powerful being of Half-step Heavenly Dao Level, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons!

"Buzz!"

A dull sound rang out as a Bronze Palace, larger than a mountain range, suddenly floated out from the Void.

This was an ancient-looking Bronze Palace, covered with rust and signs of age. If it weren't for the old gate engraved with Dao Patterns, which demonstrated its extraordinary nature, Li Qingming would have thought that he was back in Fire Origin City once more.

"Creak!" With a light noise, the palace gates opened wide, and a gust of wind blew out.

Each gust of wind was black, tearing through the Void, bringing forth endless Chaos Qi! It was as if a Demon God had descended to the mortal world, carrying a tremendous Power of Death Rules, and came to this city, its aura rolling out like a wild and boundless beast breaking free from its cage.

From this moment on, an atmosphere of killing intent filled the space between Heaven and Earth!

"Bang"

With a light sound, a pitch-black foot stepped out from the palace, with dark metallic armor glinting with a chilling light, completely enveloping the lower leg and swirling with dark Demonic Qi. The overpowering presence that followed the appearance of the foot seemed even heavier!

"Thud~ Thud~ Thud~"

The sound of footsteps resonated through Heaven and Earth, as if striking directly into everyone's hearts, making them feel suppressed.

After a short while, the Bronze Palace shook violently, and the long-famed Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons of Half-step Heavenly Dao Level finally emerged.

He appeared to be about three meters tall, dressed in a crimson battle robe. Various Tao Runes adorned the robe, weaving into dazzling radiance, mixed with the black Demonic Qi, looking both mysterious and terrifying.

He had long hair as dark as ink, and his handsome, almost demonically enchanting face was lined with extremely fine wrinkles, seemingly the marks of time.

However, what truly shocked people was a pair of white eyes devoid of pupils, which looked hauntingly empty!

Upon seeing the towering figure of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, radiating an imposing aura, Huntian's eyes burst with joy. He hurriedly approached, bowed his head, and said, "Your son is pleased to see you, Father Emperor!"

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons moved his empty eyes, but in reality, his Primordial Spirit had already taken in everything within ten thousand miles.

When he used his Primordial Spirit to see the current wretched state of Huntian, he immediately flew into a rage, bellowing: "Son, who injured you? Who severed your left arm?"

"Reporting to Father Emperor, earlier... the Power of Dao invaded... Hence, I severed my own left arm!" Huntian exaggerated the whole incident to the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, portraying Li Qingquan as a despicable, cunning, and venomous villain.

However, Li Qingquan didn't care at all and even laughed heartily!

After all, the hatred between the two sides was already irreconcilable. What difference would it make to have more or less of it? Since he liked to talk, let him be!

After listening to Huntian's account, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons did not immediately act against Li Qingquan but instead turned his head toward those who had escaped into the distance and were now pausing to watch, the subordinates of Huntian.

"Good! You all did very well!" the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons stared at them with empty eyes, his voice as cold as ice: "I ordered you here to protect my son's safety! Since you can't even handle this trivial matter, you might as well all die!"

As soon as these words fell, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons stretched out his hand and gently swept it in the western direction.

A dense Demonic Qi appeared in the sky, and then a thread of the Power of Death Rules spilled from the sleeves of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, drilling into the pitch-black Demonic Qi.

"Boom, boom, boom…"

Two mighty forces crazily surged across the battlefield in the west. In an instant, a gigantic grinding plate comparable to a mountain range formed in the Heavenly Vault, while an identical one formed on the ground below. The two grinding plates began to rotate and press towards the center. Starting from the western battlefield, they moved towards the east at a rapid pace.

"Damn it, this old man wants to kill us! Everyone run for your lives!"

"Run, run fast…"

The crowd panicked. They didn't expect the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons to be such a ruthless killer, truly unworthy of being a Great Power at the Half-step Heavenly Dao Level.

"Ah!"

"No... save me!"

The two enormous Void Grinding Plates crushed down, and "puff, puff, puff…" in an instant all of Huntian's subordinates were dead, with not even those of the Sub-Saint Level spared.

Streams of crimson blood flowed down from the Void Grinding Plates; chunks of white, flesh-covered bones also shattered, scattering among the blood!

The entire battlefield was a chaotic scene, filled with a thick, violent stench of blood!

Elsewhere, Long Xuhu, Golden Sun, and others had already sensed danger as soon as the Bronze Palace appeared. They teleported back atop the city walls and quietly watched the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons' actions.

"Hisss! The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons is so ruthless!" Long Xuhu bared his teeth, feeling a chill in his heart and lungs, with cold sweat even oozing from his forehead.

The Golden Sun City Lord nodded in deep agreement, saying, "Although I had heard of how vicious and fond of slaughter the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons was, I had never witnessed it with my own eyes! I was somewhat skeptical before, but now…"

"However, what's going on with that old thing's eyes?" The Scorpion City Lord seemed more observant than the others, his eyes fixed on the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons' eyes as he frowned.

Yang Jian poked his head out from behind the group, hehe laughing: "Hehe, that old Wang Badan's eyes were blinded by Master!"

"Erlang!" Li Qingming helplessly glared at Yang Jian, originally wanting to retain a sense of mystery, but Yang Jian had already spilled the beans so quickly.

"What!" The twelve City Lords stared at each other with wide eyes, rubbing their ears in unison, and said: "Kid Yang Jian, what did you just say?" (To be continued. If you like this work, we welcome you to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)

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