Heavenly King Hall

The surging Demonic Qi almost obscured the entire sky above the desert, and even affected the entire Western Xuan Region. Under that endless Demonic Qi, the Demonic Creature was like a destroyer from another realm. Its extremely evil aura made the Coalition Army pale in fear.

The Flame Master and the others watched this scene with grim expressions. Then, they suddenly turned their heads and looked at the distant sky, where the space suddenly shattered, Demonic Qi gathered, and a handsome figure in black robes slowly appeared.

He gazed at the Coalition Army that nearly filled the sky in the distance, and the Demonic Creature roaring to the heavens, and smiled slightly. His gentle voice echoed across almost the entire desert.

"Hehe, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting here for quite some time."

Several figures flashed out from within the Coalition Army. Ying Huanhuan, her beautiful blue eyes fixed on the handsome man with an inexplicable sinister aura, frowned slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

"Heavenly King Hall!"

Before the shadowy figure could answer, Flame Master and the others' eyes darkened, and they uttered the man's name. A strong killing intent flashed across each of their faces. They never expected to encounter him here by such a coincidence!

"Heh, a thousand years have passed. I didn't expect the Ice Lord to still be so peerless and admirable. It's just that your Reincarnation seems to have encountered problems; your memories and strength haven't been restored! Without your strength, how can you contend with my Demonic Tribe?"

Above the sky, the Heavenly King Hall smiled slightly at Ying Huanhuan.

After speaking, he paused slightly, glanced strangely at the Thirteen-Armed Demonic Creature that was still absorbing Demonic Qi after the seal was broken, shook his head, and said.

"I misspoke earlier. Even if you recover, you can't resist us. After all, this is Half-Ancestor level expert of our Demonic Tribe!"

"What! Half-Ancestor!"

"Is this Demonic Creature really that strong?"

"Impossible!"

The words from the Heavenly King Hall did not stop there; they spread throughout the entire Coalition Army, and everyone's expression changed. They had known that the Demonic Creature was very strong since it broke free of its Demonic Creature, but they did not have a concrete idea of just how strong it was.

After all, even among Reincarnation Realm powerhouse, the gap between each level is enormous. Not to mention the gap between the Reincarnation Realm and the Half-Ancestor. When the gap becomes large enough, it becomes difficult for the weak to perceive even the slightest difference in strength.

Only those at the Reincarnation Realm Third Level can truly understand the terror of Demonic Creature.

Therefore, when the Heavenly King Hall revealed the Demonic Creature's specific realm, everyone was in an uproar, and their faces turned extremely ugly. However, no one had the thought of retreating, because they had already prepared for death when they dared to come to the Western Xuan Desert!

"We've been fighting for so many years, and I'm actually a bit tired. How about we shake hands and make peace this time? As long as you break the seal, I'll guarantee your safety. What do you say?" The exclamation from the other side made Heavenly King Hall somewhat pleased, and he suggested with a smile. To be honest, he was also a bit surprised by this Demonic Creature, but the facts were right in front of him, and he was too lazy to think about it too much. After all, the people of these Small World couldn't possibly control their Demonic Tribe.

"You filthy things, get out of this place. This place doesn't belong to you," Ying Huanhuan said coldly, raising her large eyes.

The Heavenly King Hall smiled, tilted his head back, his gaze seemingly piercing through the heavens, and said, "Go back? We'd like to, too. That's why we're discussing with you, asking you to help us open the Plane Rift and let us go back."

"Once we have purified you all, you should be able to return to the place you wish to go," the Flame Master said calmly.

"Oh dear, you people are always so impolite. You haven't changed a bit in all these years." Laughter also came from beside the Heavenly King Hall. Black mist surged, and several figures emerged. The young-looking Second King Hall shook his head at the Flame Master with a smile and said.

"You lot are really persistent, aren't you?" The Master of Space looked at those familiar faces and couldn't help but sneer.

"Same to you."

Ying Huanhuan's beautiful eyes were cold and unwavering. She gazed at the Heavenly King Hall and slowly said, "Rest assured, this time, we should be able to end this war that has lasted for over a thousand years. You will all have no more chances."

"Given the current situation, I have to admire your stubbornness."

The Heavenly King Hall smiled and shook his head, then gently waved his hand. "Demonic Prison Host, come out here too. Since they won't listen to reason, let's send them on their final journey together!"

Boom!

As his palm fell, the vast desert suddenly trembled violently. Then, everyone saw the desert earth begin to tear open, and viscous Demonic Qi surged out like liquid. Countless Otherworldly Demons, as if crawling out of hell, quickly spread across the other side of the desert.

The number of these Otherworldly Demons was so great that it was impossible to count them. As far as the eye could see, their shadowy forms filled the view. Clearly, the Heavenly King Hall had also gathered a considerable force.

Their formation looked no less impressive than that of the Coalition Army.

Thump!

"They've all really gathered." The Master of Great Desolation looked at the Otherworldly Demons, a cold glint in his eyes, and said.

"I will hold off the Heavenly King Hall; the rest of the Demon Prison experts and army are yours to deal with," Ying Huanhuan said, turning her head to look at Flame Master, Yuan Gan, Mu Tian, and the others.

"No! Your strength hasn't fully recovered yet. Leave the Heavenly King Hall to us!" Upon hearing this, Flame Master hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't worry! Although my strength hasn't recovered to the same level as your Eight Ancient Masters, my master hasn't been idle in teaching me all these years. I've also retrieved the Ice Ancestor Symbol. But my strength may not be weaker than yours." Ying Huanhuan said softly. Xiao Ming's favorite thing was to hone their skills, and they had experienced many life-and-death battles. So even without fully accepting the memories of her past life, her strength wouldn't be much weaker.

Most importantly, although Xiao Ming said that dealing with the Otherworldly Demons was a matter for their Tian Xuan Continent and he wouldn't interfere, Ying Huanhuan was confident that if something happened to her, her master would definitely not ignore it.

Not to mention, her master left her with a way to save her life, which she has never used!

Of course, Ying Huanhuan didn't bother to explain these things to Flame Master and the others in any further detail.

Having heard her words, Flame Master and the others who had met Xiao Ming understood that the Ying Huanhuan spoke of was Xiao Ming. Thinking of his mysterious and unpredictable methods, they stopped insisting and slowly nodded.

Is this the start of the real final battle?

"All troops, listen to my command! This is a crucial battle for us. If we win, we will eliminate future troubles forever. If we lose, the tragedy in the Western Xuan Region will affect the entire world, and no place will be spared!"

Ying Huanhuan raised her delicate hand, then swung it down sharply. "If you want to protect those you care about, then fight!"

"War!"