At Daggers Drawn

Purgatory.

As the Heaven-Reaching Tribulation Array operated, the foul, alien power surging upward continued to sink without pause.

After the Third Realm, more than half of the foul, alien power in the Fourth Realm had also drained away.

"Saint!"

"Honored Saints, what should we do?"

"Saint! It's the light released by those Heaven-Reaching Tribulation Pillars that has altered the flow of the foul, alien power!"

Quite a few ninth-level Demon Kings had also learned the truth of the world. They knew that one of the Ancient Demon Race's sovereigns had begun a nirvanic rebirth in the Seventh Realm.

And that foul, alien power was the force that being had dispersed.

From different layers of heaven and earth, the Demon Kings used secret demon arts to seek counsel from several Demon Gods, asking for Their opinions.

Ancient Demon Gods such as the Mystic Turtle were respectfully addressed as Saints.

"If we keep hesitating, all that foul, alien power will surge into the lower realms." Rock Bear, as brawny as a mountain, looked bitterly at the Mystic Turtle in human form. "Are we really just going to stand by and do nothing?"

After a long silence, the old Mystic Turtle's body suddenly released a grayish-yellow halo.

A will drifting through the Sea of Mist abruptly entered Its demon soul.

"Black Dragon, Yuan Qi, accompany me down to the Fifth Realm!"

After issuing the command, the Mystic Turtle immediately revealed Its incomparably enormous demon form. Like a vast shattered landmass, It hurtled toward the world below.

"Wooo!"

The Black Dragon King let out a mournful dragon cry. Black flames ignited across Its dragon scales as It too shot like lightning toward the world below.

Helplessness surfaced in Yuan Qi's ice-blue heterochromatic eyes, yet He could only descend as well.

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