Unlike the exuberance on the opposite side, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Wu Yue Sect had somber expressions, all looking towards the Wu Yue God and the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Having clashed with Xi Ying, the Wu Yue God was now suspended hundreds of zhang in the air facing Xi Ying, his face indifferent as he glanced at the Blood Demon Ancestor without speaking.

"To arms!" the Blood Demon Ancestor commanded with a wave of his hand and a low shout.

The hearts of the Nascent Soul existences of the Wu Yue Sect slightly steadied as they met the charge head-on.

After a brief standoff, the Wu Yue God and Xi Ying once again used their Soul Cultivator techniques to engage in fierce battle.

For a time, the sky was filled with colliding colours of light, shaking the heavens with rolling thunder.

Yuan Ming did not make a move, instead silently watching the impenetrable black Demon Array at the peak of Chaotian Peak.

When He Cha had earlier broken through the Mountain Protection Demon Formation, Wulu should have followed his orders and infiltrated Chang Chun Temple in advance, but had he managed to reach the top of Chaotian Peak?

He quickly withdrew his gaze and put away his thoughts, turning his attention back to the battlefield.

In the current situation, the battle of cultivators below the level of Nascent Soul was not the focus, it was the contest of those above the Nascent Soul level that mattered.

The troublesome Nascent Soul cultivators of the Wu Yue Sect were Xi Zheng, Ni Mu, Luo Yongqi, and a giant man standing nine zhang tall with a build like an iron tower.

Before the second clash, Yuan Ming had thoroughly learned about the formidable figures in the Wu Yue Sect and knew that this iron tower of a man was Xiang Bai, the Sect Master of the Western Regions Overlord Sect, at the peak of the Tongqiao Body.

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Tian Jizi blocked Ni Mu, Wan Tianren dealt with Xi Zheng just as in the previous battle in Zhao Country, Luo Zhu was responsible for Luo Yongqi, and as for Xiang Bai's opponent, it was naturally He Cha.

Having clashed multiple times, they were well acquainted with each other. Although the fight was intense, it was hard to determine the winner in a short time, and they couldn't afford to be distracted.

As for the other Nascent Soul cultivators, the Cloud Desolate Alliance had the advantage in numbers and soon took the upper hand.

"Eh, there's someone who hasn't joined the fight!" Yuan Ming's gaze swept over the battlefield, landing on Xue Li nearby, confirming that he had never seen this person.

Xue Li continued to drink by himself, his eyes looking towards the distant horizon as if he hadn't noticed the Wu Yue Sect's disadvantaged position.

A flicker of surprise crossed Yuan Ming's eyes as he activated his Divine Sense to probe, but as soon as it touched Xue Li's body, it was absorbed by some force.

"What is this!" His expression grew tense.

In that instant, it seemed as if a giant maw's shadow flashed over Xue Li, making the hairs on his back involuntarily stand on end.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, be careful, this man is not simple," a voice appeared in Yuan Ming's Sea of Consciousness.

"Wulu? Were you unable to infiltrate the top of Chaotian Peak?" Yuan Ming's gaze imperceptibly shifted as he responded telepathically.

"Alas, the black Demon Array retracted too quickly, and I couldn't keep up," Wulu said with some regret.

"It doesn't matter. As long as we kill the Wu Yue Sect and the Blood Demon Ancestor, the black Demon Array will naturally collapse. By the way, you just said that this man with blood-red hair is not simple; did you discover something?" Yuan Ming asked.

"When I approached to investigate this person using the Heavenly Escape Stone Talisman just now, he radiated an extremely pure aura of Demonic Qi that was beyond the level someone like you or me, who is only tainted with Demonic Qi, could achieve, and he doesn't seem to be from the Yunhuang Continent," Wulu explained.

"Not a cultivator from Yunhuang Continent, could he be from the Demon Realm?" Yuan Ming said.

"Very likely," Wulu spoke with a heavy tone.

"If he really is from the Demon Realm, this person's strength is probably extraordinary," Yuan Ming said slowly.

With his and Xi Ying's capabilities, they could certainly handle Wu Yue God and the Blood Demon Ancestor, the two great Returning to Void combatants. Now, with this man with an aura of Demonic Qi, the situation was getting more troubling.

"Brother Yuan, don't worry, I'll handle the Blood Demon Ancestor," Wulu said.

"Are you confident about handling the Blood Demon Ancestor? His cultivation has already reached the mid-stage Returning Void," Yuan Ming communicated telepathically.

"My current situation is a result of the Blood Demon Ancestor's doings. Regardless of my confidence, I must kill him, even if it means perishing together. Otherwise, my Dao heart cannot be at peace," Wulu said resolutely.

"Alright, since you insist, then the Blood Demon Ancestor is yours," seeing Wulu's determination, Yuan Ming refrained from saying anything further.

As Yuan Ming and Wulu exchanged telepathic messages, the Blood Demon Ancestor also appeared beside Xue Li, who was still drinking, and respectfully said, "Lord Xue Li, the enemy is strong and we may not be their match. We can only ask for your help."

"This Cloud Desolate Continent is but a corner of the Chuyun Realm, and yet you can't even subdue the cultivators here, how will you assist our Demon Clan in conquering the entire Chuyun Realm in the future? It's truly a waste of the Blood Soul Demon Crystal gifted by Lord Demon," Xue Li said, putting down his wine jar with a displeased expression.

"I am ashamed. The divine skills contained within the Blood Soul Demon Crystal are too powerful, and with my current level of cultivation, I'm unable to master them," the Blood Demon Ancestor bowed and said.

"Well, I suppose I'll take it as an opportunity to stretch my muscles. However, I'll only deal with Yuan Ming and that Spoken Witch; the rest of the Nascent Soul rabble are your responsibility," Xue Li said indifferently.

"Many thanks, Lord Xue Li," the Blood Demon Ancestor's face lit up with joy.

Xue Li waved his hand, and the next moment, his figure streaked out like lightning, instantly appearing before Yuan Ming like a specter. In his hand was a blood-colored mace over a man tall, covered with fierce spikes and bursting with astonishing demonic qi fluctuations.

With a "boom," a blood-colored flame several zhang high surged on the mace, slamming down toward Yuan Ming's head with an overwhelming momentum.

A tremendous force approached, ripples visible to the naked eye spread through the air within a radius of several dozen zhang, emitting an unpleasant screeching noise as if it would be crushed.

All this may seem long-winded, but from Xue Li finishing his words to launching a swift attack in front of Yuan Ming, the whole process took less than half a breath's time.

Yuan Ming had been covertly on guard against Xue Li, utterly unflustered as he threw an upward punch.

A "sizzle" of ripping through the air!

Once again, a huge elephant leg shadow shot out, much more solid than the previous leg shadow, heading straight for the blood-colored mace.

The two unparalleled forces collided ferociously, creating a blood-colored hurricane that soared into the sky, roaring and sweeping in all directions.

The violent sound of air exploding and spiritual pressure prompted nearby combatants to temporarily cease fighting and flee into the distance, not daring to let the blood-colored hurricane approach.

After the strike, both Yuan Ming and Xue Li's bodies shook, each retreating several steps before stabilizing.

"Demonic qi! And this style of Body Cultivation Divine Skills, you are cultivating our Demon Clan's techniques?" Xue Li's expression was not one of shock, but rather, quite excited.

Yuan Ming didn't speak. The blood light around his body surged, forming a blood-colored giant elephant behind him with a thick trunk lashing toward Xue Li.

Secret Skill, Devil Elephant Strangling Sky Technique!

A figure appeared in mid-air, none other than the Blood Demon Ancestor.

The Blood Soul Demon Crystal at his brow "buzzed," shining brightly, and a bolt of blood-colored thunder shot out from it, slashing straight at Yuan Ming's head.

Yuan Ming's brows slightly knit, and he changed the direction of the blood-colored elephant trunk to sweep toward the blood-colored lightning.

At that moment, a blood-colored whirlwind over a dozen zhang tall appeared out of nowhere above Yuan Ming's head, colliding with the blood-colored lightning.

With a "pfft" sound, the thunder and whirlwind both dissipated into thin air.

The whirlwind's spatial fluctuations arose, revealing Wulu's figure.

"It's you!" The Blood Demon Ancestor's face changed color.

"Blood Demon Ancestor, it has been a long time," Wulu said, her eyes as cold as ice and snow.

Yuan Ming's eyes brightened. In just a few short days, Wulu had made significant progress in her strength, able to withstand an attack from the Blood Demon Ancestor. No wonder she was confident in facing the Blood Demon Ancestor.

"Who told you to get involved, get lost!" Xue Li waved his sleeve, a burst of blood light hit the Blood Demon Ancestor, blasting him away.

Yuan Ming and Wulu were also affected, with Wulu being knocked away, while the Blood Gang Power around Yuan Ming merely trembled slightly before returning to normal. He raised his eyes to Xue Li...

Meanwhile, the battle between Wu Yue God and Xi Ying, using Soul Cultivation techniques, had spanned several rounds with no clear winner.

Xi Ying pointed at her forehead with one hand, muttering words under her breath, as several Three-legged Golden Crows flew out from her forehead, circling around her with outstretched wings and screeching.

"So it was you who made a move within Yuhua City." Wu Yue God came to a realization, the spirit light in his eyes flickering, attempting to see through Xi Ying's disguise and catch a glimpse of her true face.

However, Xi Ying used Soul Power to mask her features and was naturally not ready to reveal herself at this time.

As the leader of the Wu Yue Sect, Wu Yue God knew the birthdates and eight characters of all the high-level members of the sect. As the daughter of Xi Zheng, Xi Ying was no exception. Once recognized by Wu Yue God, she would inevitably be subject to the Evil Curse Kill attack.

Therefore, Xi Ying promptly pointed with her hand, and the Golden Crows nearby flapped their wings together. The temperature around them soared abruptly as countless fiery wheels the size of grindstones emerged from the wings of the Golden Crows, roaring towards Wu Yue God.

The brilliant golden color tainted half of the sky, the dazzling light even making the other nearby combatants squint slightly, casting some attention this way.

However, Wu Yue God seemed unaffected by the golden light, looking towards Xi Ying with a faint gaze. He was surrounded by countless scarlet Demon Flames, from which an extremely cold wind emerged, encasing the flames and meeting the golden fire head-on.

In an instant, the explosions sounded like the roaring of the Nine Heavens' thunder, and the two flames containing completely different powers collided fiercely in mid-air. It was as if a high wall was erected between heaven and earth, one side bathed in the divine realm's rising golden light, the other side ablaze with the demonic realm's raging blood flames.

Under the cover of the blood flames, dark evil ghosts revealed their shapes, opening their fang-filled mouths and issuing chilling howls towards the other side of the "high wall," the Golden Crow Fire.

The invisible sound waves instantly pierced through the defensive line of the Golden Crow Fire, clearing out a clean area in the sky, which the Demon Flames took advantage of to surge forward. The dark evil ghosts followed suit, pressing towards Xi Ying like a ceaseless tide.

"Sound Expulsion Silence," Xi Ying's lips parted slightly, emitting a phrase imbued with Soul Power.

At the same time, the Transformed Golden Crows by her side also moved forward with the Golden Flames. Their beaks grew sharply, spitting out more Essence Fire to entangle with the evil ghosts.

Under the control of the Spoken Witchcraft, all the evil ghosts at this moment were as if their necks were being squeezed, unable to make any sound, flailing wildly as they mingled with the Demon Flames, avoiding the invasion and burning of the Golden Crow Fire.