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Han Li and Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing stood there, silent.

Gazing at Han Li’s back, Xue Yueqing wanted to say something but hesitated; she then followed Han Li’s line of sight towards the Devil Region, but since her cultivation was sealed, she could no longer sense anything.

Han Li held one hand behind his back, idly twirling a lunar disc in the other, watching the Heavenly Demon Hall in the Devil Region, quietly observing the unfolding events.

With the help of the Emperor-class Void Bell, he spied on the Devil Region from billions of miles away without any sound, wondering what the old demon of Myriad Demon Mountain would do.

The Tongxuan Realm powerhouse from Myriad Demon Mountain, wielding the Emperor-grade Heavenly Demon Moon Wheel, pressured the Heavenly Demon Hall with an unfriendly tone. In response, a dark demonic light burst forth from within the hall, fracturing the void where it passed, inverting heaven and earth, obliterating mountains and rivers.

The Heavenly Demon Moon Wheel emitted a hazy blue light, clashing against the demonic light, demonstrating earth-shattering might that shook the entire Qianyuan Divine Province. Many Divine Yuan Realm powers and Sacred Lands cast their watchful gazes.

“What madness has possessed the old demon of Myriad Demon Mountain?”

“A grand battle of demons? How fascinating!”

“If the Myriad Demon Mountain and Heavenly Demon Hall go to war, the hall likely won’t be able to withstand it, as it lacks the same depth of heritage.”

“Shall we stand by and watch the situation unfold, or shall we provide support to the Heavenly Demon Hall?”

“Yet another grand battle between the Human Clan and the Demon Clan, let them fight. I’ve long wanted to kill those devils from the Devil Region.”

The strong from various factions discussed among themselves, all enjoying the spectacle. For the time being, there was no one offering support, preferring to clarify the situation before taking action.

Whether it was the Dao Sect, Buddhist Sect, or Sword Domain, none had much affection for the Demon Clan, with whom they were usually at odds. They only united during racial wars; otherwise, the strife was intense.

Although they opposed the Demon Clan, they were all part of the Human Clan. If Myriad Demon Mountain sought to annihilate the Heavenly Demon Hall, Bai Yujing, Xumi Mountain, and the House of Divine Armies would certainly not stand idly by; they all understood the principle of “a loss to one is a loss to all.”

The Heavenly Demon Hall might be a Sacred Land, but when compared to Myriad Demon Mountain, it fell short, the latter boasting the entire heritage of the Demon Clan, while the hall possessed less than a quarter of the Human Clan’s.

Among the Human Clan, only the top Sacred Land, Bai Yujing, could compete with the Barbarian Clan’s and the Demon Clan’s powers such as Myriad Demon Mountain on its own. The other three Great Sacred Lands lagged somewhat behind.

If the Four Sacred Lands of the Mortal World joined forces, neither the Barbarian Clan’s pinnacle of might nor Myriad Demon Mountain would be a match, or they would not have been defeated time and again.

“Get lost!”

A voice full of demonic nature echoed from within the Heavenly Demon Hall, shaking the entire Devil Region and reaching out to the Qianyuan Divine Province.

In the practice ground of the Heavenly Demon Hall, a figure dressed in a purple demonic robe, with a looming presence like a majestic mountain, sat cross-legged in the void, rising higher and higher. Soon he reached the same height as the ruler of Myriad Demon Mountain. This was the lord of the Heavenly Demon Hall, a Tongxuan Realm powerhouse.

Above the purple-robed middle-aged man, a pitch-black Devil Sword spun, its overwhelming demonic aura oppressing the world around it. The sword seemed eager to strike at the Heavenly Demon Moon Wheel.

“Dugu Weizun, you old demon still wield such power. However, without an explanation today, I’ll flatten the Heavenly Demon Hall,” the lord of Myriad Demon Mountain stated coolly under the misty green light, his placid tone belying a tumultuous rage.

The entire Demon Clan had a mere ten Demon Emperors in the Divine Yuan Realm, a testament to their profound heritage. Each Emperor took turns overseeing Myriad Demon Mountain for three hundred years, allowing him, the sovereign of the mountain, and the other Emperors to meditate and cultivate peacefully.

Now, with Demon Emperor Xue Yueqing, who was in charge of Demon Clan affairs, having disappeared at the border of the Devil and Demon Domains under a concealing Emperor weapon, the ruler of Myriad Demon Mountain could hardly avoid suspecting Dugu Weizun.

Across the entire Qianyuan Divine Province, only six Great Sacred Lands, including Bai Yujing, Myriad Demon Mountain, and Heavenly Demon Hall, possessed Emperor weapons. Other Divine Yuan Realm powers hardly even had Sacred Soldiers.

Xue Yueqing had merely passed through the Devil Region and had not yet entered the Demon Domain when she vanished into thin air. There must be an explanation for this event.

There were many Demon Kings in the True Martial Realm; counting those in hiding, there were nearly fifty. Yet, there were only ten Divine Yuan Realm Demon Emperors, each crucial to the Demon Clan.

The disappearance of a Demon Emperor demanded action from him, the Myriad Demon Mountain’s ruler, or the prestige of the mountain would suffer immensely. The remaining nine Demon Emperors would lose heart, fearing for their own safety.

He went straight to the Heavenly Demon Hall, seeking to shift the blame onto it. He didn’t know if the Heavenly Demon Hall was behind Xue Yueqing’s disappearance, but he was sure they were involved.

Xue Yueqing’s passage through the Devil Region could not have escaped Dugu Weizun’s notice, even under the concealment of the Heavenly Moon Wheel. To disappear under his watch, without Dugu Weizun lifting a finger.

It was either Dugu Weizun’s doing or he simply turned a blind eye. Without a clear culprit, he would vent his anger on the Heavenly Demon Hall. After all, he had to uphold the dignity of Myriad Demon Mountain and assure the other Emperors to avoid chaos.

“Dongfang Qingcang, do you really think you can destroy my Heavenly Demon Hall? Hahahaha… What a grand joke!”

Amidst Dugu Weizun’s laughter, the floating pitch-black Devil Sword began to unleash its power, awakening step by step, ready for full resurgence.

This was a majestic and splendid Devil Sword, its hilt and blade both shrouded in darkness as if forged from the deepest demonic auras. The thick demonic energy it emitted constantly seemed like a single strand could collapse the ages.

The many True Martial Realm and Divine Yuan Realm powerhouses within the Devil Region, as well as the powerhouses from other realms, all held their breath at that moment, speechless before the mighty sword.

The Devil Sword Breaking Red Dust!

This was one of the two great Emperor-class weapons of the Heavenly Demon Hall, surviving since the primordial catastrophe, and it bore a nefarious reputation fortified by the blood of countless lives.