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The intelligence report regarding the Sacred Dragon Secret Realm finally made its way back and came to the knowledge of Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing.

“These bald donkeys from the Buddhist Sect are still as nauseating as ever,” Xue Yueqing said.

A trace of anger appeared on the delicate, flawless, and exquisite face of Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing.

Seven martial kings of the True Martial Realm were trapped in the Sacred Dragon Secret Realm. None of the martial kings from the Demon Clan, Da Jing Empire, Da Liang Empire, and Emperor Mingtian’s forces had attacked Bai Keqing; only the Buddhist Sect had been so shameless.

They dared to use their numbers to bully and attempt to suppress and slay Bai Keqing. It was truly detestable.

Xue Yueqing had sent Bai Keqing to the Xuan Domain mainly for her to gain experience and see if she could incidentally find an opportunity. As for retrieving the Dragon Ball, she had no expectations at all.

Bai Keqing was her confidant, and Xue Yueqing had granted her many trump cards. Even if she returned in failure, there were excuses to reward her with an abundance of cultivation resources.

According to Xue Yueqing’s initial estimate, each force would at most send one martial king from the True Martial Realm to vie for the prize. The neighboring powers of the Da Qian Empire would not come out in full force, as the risks were too great.

The Kurong Sect indeed sent only Kurong Kong, a True Martial Realm martial king, but unexpectedly, the female Bodhisattva from Xumi Mountain had also sent Tuoshan Kong as support, which was extremely shameless.

If only Kurong Kong alone was there, although his combat ability was greater than that of Bai Keqing and Chen Jingyun, he could not keep both of them trapped in the Sacred Dragon Secret Realm.

As the Sacred Dragon Secret Realm was about to emerge, Xue Yueqing had considered this and prepared to have the Heavenly Demon Hall predict the situation, to see if the expected scenario would unfold.

However, the prediction from the Heavenly Demon Hall revealed another piece of information, which somewhat disturbed Xue Yueqing, causing her to hastily consult with several Demon Emperors, temporarily setting aside Bai Keqing’s matter.

Fortunately, a strong figure arrived in time to injure both Kurong Kong and Tuoshan Kong, and rescued Bai Keqing. Otherwise, Bai Keqing could have possibly died, and if she didn’t die, she would have been taken back to Xumi Mountain for conversion. Either outcome was unacceptable to Xue Yueqing.

Although she didn’t know who Ye Fan was, Xue Yueqing felt some goodwill toward this person. Judging from his actions, he disliked both the Buddhist and Demon Sects; otherwise, Ye Fan would not have severely injured four martial kings from the two major paths.

Bai Keqing being saved by Ye Fan was much better than dying in the Sacred Dragon Secret Realm or being captured and converted back at Xumi Mountain.

However, this Ye Fan was quite presumptuous and domineering, disrespecting the Bodhisattva and slapping any True Martial Realm martial kings that he passed by. With such strength and confidence, and such a style at the peak of the True Martial Realm, who could he possibly be?

Xue Yueqing wanted to have the Heavenly Demon Hall calculate more about this individual, but after some consideration, decided against it. Calculating for a peak True Martial Realm martial king would require too much energy, and the costs would multiply if Ye Fan had treasures to conceal his fate.

The Demon Clan is currently weak, and it’s best to preserve its foundation to deal with possible turmoils in the future. After all, Bai Keqing was not dead.

Within Myriad Demon Mountain, there was the life lamp of Bai Keqing, which had not been extinguished. Perhaps Bai Keqing would return to the Demon Domain to recover from her injuries. If she could not come back, then Xue Yueqing would have to make a trip to the Xuan Domain herself.

Gazing down upon the lands of the Demon Domain, Xue Yueqing sighed silently, contemplating, “Is the Qianyuan Divine Province about to fall into chaos too?”

According to her investigations, the major Sacred Lands have been actively preparing due to this incident—the Arhat who subdued the dragon from Xumi Mountain, the three Sect Leaders from Bai Yujing, the Devil Emperor of Blood Sea from the Heavenly Demon Hall, and so on—either have emerged or are about to emerge, all for this matter.

The magnitude of this incident was monumental, originating from the Xuan Domain and pulling in the entire Qianyuan Divine Province, causing the Four Great Sacred Lands of the Human Clan, the Myriad Demon Mountain of the Demon Clan, the Summit of Stars of the Barbarian Clan, and even the Penglai Immortal Sect to have Divine Yuan Realm martial kings intervening.

From the side of Myriad Demon Mountain, it had already been decided that she would go to the Xuan Domain to participate in the matter happening in nine years.

If Bai Keqing returned to the Demon Domain by then, there would be nothing to worry about. If not, Xue Yueqing would set out earlier, using special methods to find Bai Keqing’s whereabouts, take her away, and then go to participate in the matter.

East Sea, Dragon Palace.

“Is it over?”

Long Yue, who was deep in closed-door cultivation, suddenly opened her eyes, a mysterious glint flickered within them.

She had a special connection with the Sacred Dragon Secret Realm, aware of when it opened and closed, but since Long Yue had been in closed-door cultivation, she was not aware of the specifics.

Murmuring to herself, Long Yue closed her eyes again to continue her cultivation.

Right now, her top priority was to break through to the 7th level of the True Martial Realm, and afterward head to the Xuan Domain to complete her final plan.

After that, she could then retire at ease, returning to the East Sea Dragon Palace to continue her cultivation and pursue the Divine Yuan Realm.

In the depths of the East Sea, Penglai Immortal Island.

Atop Penglai Divine Mountain, a gaunt old Taoist was sitting cross-legged on a cliff, facing the Divine Continent. The sea breeze hit his face, seemingly unnoticed by him.

Not far from him, there was a worn-out water jar in which a seven-colored dragon loach, no longer half-dead, displayed spirit in its eyes as it swam around.

At this moment, a young Taoist with an average appearance, dressed in a green Taoist robe and carrying an empty sword sheath on his back, appeared on the cliff.

Clasping his hands in his sleeves, the young Taoist walked up to the water jar, squatted down, and closely observed the seven-colored dragon loach, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Godly light flashed in the eyes of the young Taoist as he clucked in amazement several times before asking, “Old Taoist Guanhai, do you think she’ll succeed?”

The old Taoist, who had been sitting in meditation watching the sea, opened his eyes, a hint of helplessness flashing in them. This plague had run off to his Penglai again.

“Whether she succeeds or not, there is a fate and law unto itself,” the Old Taoist Guanhai said with a tone that was profound and unfathomable.

The young Taoist man pursed his lips and said, “It’s no fun when you pretend to be confused with such clear understanding.”