Qingyao Mountain.
The mountains stood silent as a long wind swept through the valley.
Five Primordial Bodies formed a ring around Pei Ling, loosely enclosing him.
The ancient aura mingled with the ferocity of savage beasts, spreading until the atmosphere seemed like a stream frozen in place, slowly solidifying.
Pei Ling's black robe snapped in the wind. With a sudden sweep of his sleeve, a streak of blood-red force shot out, seized Si Hong Qingyan, and whisked her rapidly away.
In the blink of an eye, the red-clad figure vanished from sight.
Seeing that Pei Ling was about to fight the Demon Emperor, Ancestor Kongmeng furrowed her slender brows. After a brief hesitation, she retreated far away.
At the same time, the Great Demon's body swept up every demon near the valley in a hurricane and sent them to other parts of Qingyao Mountain.
Before long, only Pei Ling and the Demon Emperor's five bodies remained in this part of the world.
Looking at the Primordial Great Demon bodies before him, Pei Ling's expression was grave.
He had heard Ancestor Shiwei of Jiuyi Mountain say that the Demon Emperor of Qingyao Mountain's true form was Xun Mu, one of the three divine trees!
The Demon Emperor he had seen during the Heart Demon Tribulation, and the Golden Crow from not long ago...neither had been the Demon Emperor's true body!
And now, the Demon Emperor had brought over five more bodies...
He had given it everything he had just now, and only managed to repel one of the Demon Emperor's bodies...
He had to end this quickly!
Otherwise, he might face an ever-growing number of the Demon Emperor's bodies!
As his thoughts raced, Pei Ling said, "Senior, please!"
The moment the words left his mouth, the clang of a blade rang