Qiu Taoguang's Trump Card, Extreme Flame Dao Lord!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

On the other side, within the Inner Perimeter of the Demon Sect Ruins, several bedraggled figures fled frantically from the roiling black mist. Only when the Origin Power within their bodies was nearly exhausted did their escape slow.

The group descended from the air, then promptly collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath. Their eyes still held lingering traces of shock and terror.

They were none other than Qiu Taoguang, along with the Demon Sect's True Transmissions and elders, who had narrowly escaped with their lives from Jiang Shu.

Glancing back at where they had come from and seeing that Jiang Shu had not pursued them, Qiu Taoguang finally relaxed. He raised a hand to wipe the cold sweat from his brow, his expression shifting between light and shadow. He ground his teeth, his face full of lingering dread, unable to utter even a single harsh word.

The Demon Sect's True Transmissions and elders beside him looked even more miserable.

As the Demon Sect's First True Disciple, he had always been immensely proud. Among the True Transmissions of the various sects exploring the Ancient Demon Sect Ruins, he had always believed himself inferior only to Zong Yue Zong Qingtian. Even if he encountered Lu Chong Lu Dayuan of the True Martial Sect, he had nothing to fear.

Yet reality had now dealt him a resounding slap across the face.

Jiang Shu's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. Even Elder Wu, who had used the Sacrifice Dao Prototype to step into the Ten Thousand Manifestations Realm, had been no match for him.

Such a rate of growth simply did not resemble that of a Nirvana Realm True Lord. Even if a Myriad Forms Realm Dao Lord had reincarnated and cultivated anew, it would have been impossible to