"I mean, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons lost his eyes because my Master blinded him!" Yang Jian chuckled with smugness curling the corners of his mouth.

"What?" All of the City Lords were dumbfounded as they looked at Yang Jian and his companions, unable to hide the surprise in their eyes.

Li Qingming laughed helplessly and said: "My lords, do not listen to Erlang's nonsense. It was all due to luck!"

"Master, how can it be luck?" Yang Jian anxiously tugged at Li Qingming's sleeve, saying: "It was clearly…"

"Erlang!" Li Qingming glared at Yang Jian before speaking.

Mang Niu stood stunned for a long time, looking at Li Qingming incredulously, and said: "Hold on, don't scare the lad! Let him finish, what exactly happened?"

Yang Jian dodged Li Qingming's gaze and said: "It was back when..."

...

Never mind how Yang Jian explained to Mang Niu and the others the cause of events.

Meanwhile, all the subordinates of Huntian had been ground to dust by the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons' Void Grinding Plate, leaving no bone or trace of their existence.

Looking satisfied over the bloody battlefield, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons turned his hollow eyes towards Li Qingquan and said: "Kid, since you dared to harm my son, you must be prepared to die certainly!"

Faced with the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons' chilling words, Li Qingquan had only one move, and that was to strike! He responded to the Ancestor's provocation with a swift and decisive attack.

"Kill!"

Li Qingquan suddenly launched an offensive, moving so fast that in the blink of an eye he reached the side of the Ancestor, his hand glowing with a bright green light that formed into a sharp trident, thrusting forward fiercely, emitting a long cry that resonated through the Nine Heavens, filled with endless murderous intent.

Facing the sudden attack, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons appeared calm. He slightly lifted his left hand, his fingers sharp as a blade, blocking the deadly trident. His right hand reached behind him, and the Dragon Spear that helped Huntian break through the Divine Flames flew into the Ancestor's right hand like a swallow returning to its nest.

Holding the Dragon Spear, he twirled and stabbed directly towards Li Qingquan's heart, with speed like a whirlwind and lightning.

"Clang!"

The cold glint of the trident struck the Ancestor's left hand with lightning speed, the tremendous momentum instantly shattering the Heavenly Vault, and the power from the fractured stars surged into the Ancestor's skull.

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, finding the Dragon Spear looser, used just a gentle sweep to clear the Star Power from his head while he hastened his own attack, the spear piercing through the Void, aiming straight for Li Qingquan's heart.

"Break!"

Feeling the strong resistance at the tip of his trident in his right hand and the immense tearing force from the Dragon Spear, Li Qingquan's pupils contracted violently as his body spun, unleashing the within him the Power of Devouring Rules which erupted in radiant light, waves of sound like roaring waves broke out, holding back the Dragon Spear in front of him.

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons felt a bit surprised; he never would have thought that a mere Cultivator, who relied on a Secret Technique to reach the Middle Saint stage, could actually duel with him without faltering. This showed the uncommon strength of his physical body, far beyond the Ancestor's imagination!

"Could this guy, like that freak who injured my own eyes, be in control of one of the strongest ten iron rules?"

The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, a trace of doubt rising in his heart, intentionally reigned in some of his Demonic Qi to protect himself, while concentrating the Power of Death Rules even further, relying only on True Yuan to fight Li Qingquan at close quarters.

A black and a blue figure, flickering continuously, transformed into lightning, shuttling through the Heavenly Vault, the Dragon Spear, and trident crossing and clashing, sending out bursts of clanging sounds.

Despite being far apart, the explosive sound of air vibration caused by those sounds still made the eardrums of everyone on the city walls ache immensely.

Watching the two figures clashing ceaselessly above the Heavenly Vault, Shakyamuni and others watched with some confusion, asking: "Strange! Why does the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons' attacks seem to be getting weaker?"

"Yes! I can't feel the fluctuation of the rules at all! Qingming Fellow Daoist, what do you think?" Xuan Tian also frowned and said.

"I don't know either, just watch!" Li Qingming appeared very indifferent, as if the one fighting outside the city walls weren't his brother but a stranger.

"Boom! Boom!"

Above the Heavenly Vault, thunderous roars echoed from time to time.

Like that, after tens of thousands of clashes, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons could see the signs! This youth in front of him was not comprehending one of the strongest ten iron rules but was resisting his initial assault with the help of some other methods.

"Rumble!"

An explosive sound, and the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, using all his battle power, brushed Li Qingquan aside. Such immense force immediately sent him flying away.

The shockwave reverberated deafeningly through the surrounding mountains, and even the Arrays outside the distant city walls showed slight cracks, causing the color of everyone on the city walls to change.

"Pfft!"

Li Qingquan spurted a mouthful of blood in midair before crashing into the earth, creating a bottomless crater upon impact.

"Damn it! Kid, you dare to play tricks on me? Now I'll send you to your death!" The enraged Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, believing himself to be deceived by Li Qingquan, erupted with all his combat power in an instant. Grasping the Dragon Spear and standing on black lightning, he lunged toward Li Qingquan, who had fallen into a distant mountain range.

"Yin!"

The Void trembled, and the Dragon Spear in the hands of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons seemed to possess spiritual intelligence, carrying an unrivaled might, it pierced through Heaven and Earth, shattering the sky.

The Dragon Spear wielded by the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons was an Innate Treasure. Perhaps because he had once used it to carve open the Realm of Ten Thousand Demons, the spear contained a rhythm of the Great Dao, possessing an immortal divinity, utterly captivating!

The sky above instantly darkened with the gathering clouds as he, like a Demon God, slaughtered his way above the endless abyss, thrusting the spear straight at Li Qingquan's skull.

The Dragon Spear, originally dull and dark, now seemed like a wooden stick with a metal spearhead in his grip. But at that moment, with the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons' activation, it came alive, its sharp point seemingly capable of piercing through the heavens.

Everyone on the distant city walls went pale. If that spear were truly to strike, would Li Qingquan have any path to survival?

Li Qingming also lost his previous calm, his expression growing serious.

"Kid, I'll send you on your way now! Demon Dragon Kill!" The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, with shining eyes, swung his right hand holding the Dragon Spear forcefully downwards.

"Buzz!"

At that moment, the Dragon Spear ripped through the Void, and at the tip of the spear, a terrifying black Demon Dragon actually appeared, dancing with the fierce spear light, its roar shaking the Nine Heavens!

"Damn it, this is for real!"

Everyone grew furious, with Scorpion directly tearing through the Array, stepping inside.

"Swoosh!"

Just then, a rainbow of light flew from the distant starry sky, aiming straight for the throat of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons. The sharp rainbow cut through the sky with a whistling sound, resembling a Chaotic Demon God descending, its power overwhelmingly vast.

"What is this?" Sensing the sudden threat overhead, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons was stunned. His Power of Primordial Spirit being too slow to explore, he decisively retracted his Dragon Spear to block in front of him.

"Clang!"

The rainbow of light struck the shaft of the Dragon Spear, producing a clear sound, followed by a distortion of the entire space. A vast rending force directly sent the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons spiraling into the endless starry sky.

After a moment, the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons fell from the starry sky, disheveled, his hollow eyes staring intently at a far-off star, saying coldly, "Who is it? Skulking in the shadows!"

"Ha ha ha... Worthy of being the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, a Half-step Heaven Peak powerhouse. You've even managed to guess the general location of this old man with such accuracy!"

Suddenly, from that particle of Star Dust came an elderly voice, growing closer and closer.

"Swipe!"

The Golden Boat City Lord, garbed in a golden robe with a three-inch white beard fluttering about, smilingly appeared above the crater formed by Li Qingquan's crash.

"Big Brother!"

"Golden Boat City Lord!"

Upon seeing the familiar figure, everyone on the city wall showed joy. Given the current situation, while Li Qingming had once severely injured the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, the twelve City Lords were still skeptical. What if something unexpected happened? Wouldn't they all be in danger?

Now, with Golden Boat's arrival at Scorpion City, another Half-step Heavenly Dao Level Great Power, who was also physically robust and a master of the Rule of Power, there was naturally no fear of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons!

"Golden Boat!!!" The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons' face became so gloomy it seemed like water might drip from it. He viciously addressed Golden Boat, "Old man, are you here to stop me?"

Golden Boat touched his beard and ignored the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, instead casually inhaling toward the crater below, instantly rescuing the severely injured Li Qingquan and feeding him a Golden Core to aid in recovering from his injuries.

After doing all this, the Golden Boat City Lord finally turned his head to the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons and spoke, "Wan Mo, your son first caused trouble in Cold Origin Ancient City, then dispatched the Shadow Demon Thirteen Guards to slaughter the elites of all realms, and now he has even sent troops to attack the cities under my command. I have been forbearing out of respect for you, but now that it's come to this, don't you think you owe me an explanation?"

"Bullshit! My son was seriously injured on your turf, and you still have the audacity to demand an explanation from me? Are you dreaming?" The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons raged, pointing at his bleeding left arm framed against the sky, shouting aloud.

The Golden Boat City Lord sneered, "What a joke! So you, Wan Mo, are allowed to set fires, but we are not allowed to light lanterns? Wan Mo, haven't you been a bit too overbearing over these years?"

A savage anger flashed across the face of the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, "So you really do intend to meddle?"

"Meddle? This is my own matter! Wan Mo, must you be so shameless?" The eyes of the Golden Boat City Lord flashed with mockery, not taking the Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons seriously.

"Good, good, good!" The Ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons laughed instead of getting angry, shouting loudly, "I've long heard of how formidable you Golden Boat are, today let me experience it for myself!"

"You're right, it's time to pull in the net!" The Golden Boat City Lord looked at Wan Mo with a playful smile, his mouth curving into a perfect arc. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to cast your votes and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)

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