The New Surpasses the Old, and the Old Dies in the Sand

"Not bad, not bad. The fifth Demon God has entered the fray."

Long Fan, who had activated a global spiritual scan, revealed a gratified smile.

Now, even without his intervention, his teammates could handle their own unexpected situations.

Moreover, every one of them possessed the strength to face and kill a Ninth Rank Demon God alone.

As he pondered.

Long Fan withdrew his spiritual tendrils.

Then, spatial light flickered, and in the next instant, he appeared before the main hall of the Magic Temple.

He strode inside.

In any case, the battle was basically decided.

With the five great Demon Gods dead, the remaining Demon Gods could no longer stir up much trouble.

Even if the life-cherishing Angel Demon God Baimeng entered the battle, Caier could handle him.

The situation at Jialing Pass could be said to be quite clear.

Long Fan intended to pay a visit to the Wind God, whom he had not seen for a long time and who had mastered the art of lying low.

Following the familiar route, he went straight to the top floor of the Magic Temple.

The entrance to the top floor consisted of a Light Gate three meters tall.

He walked straight through the Light Gate.

Long Fan arrived in an enormous open space.

It was even more spacious than the Magic Temple visible from outside.

Moreover, the fluctuations of magical elements within were denser and purer, making them more suitable for cultivation.

Clearly, this place had also been created using the spatial mysteries of Ancient Elven Script.

Long Fan swept his gaze around.

The vast hall towered high, with a diameter of several hundred meters.

Doors lined its surroundings.

At its center was a glowing Magic Hexagram.

By stepping onto this magic array, one could enter the Temple Master's private