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Just as I ran out of the Demon Venerable's Sacred Palace and was about to ride the great black dragon, a fierce battle erupted from inside the Demon Venerable's Sacred Palace. The violent collisions caused spacetime to tremble, creating intense black light curtains.

Although Ye Qingchuan's cultivation level was already very high, could he defeat and escape from the Netherworld Clan's massive army? Thinking of this, she felt a little worried.

She told herself she should resolutely slip away as soon as possible, but her feet involuntarily moved towards the direction of the Devil Race's internal strife. She wanted to make sure he was alright before leaving with peace of mind.

Inside the Demon Venerable's Sacred Palace, Ye Qingchuan stood at the center of the storm, surrounded by four experts at the Demonlight Stage, his body enveloped in deep and intense demonic light.

He curled his lips in disdain. "You think you can kill me?"

Ten years ago, he followed the seriously injured Old Demon Venerable to the Demon Realm, offering the Phoenix-Pattern Treasure Cauldron to gain the Old Demon Venerable's trust. However, the Old Demon Venerable remained wary of him and delayed in announcing him as his successor.

He diligently practiced Devil Cultivation Method, surpassing the Old Demon Venerable's useless sons in cultivation, and finally gained the Old Demon Venerable's favor, who kept him by his side and entrusted him with important responsibilities.

On one occasion, he seized an opportunity when the Old Demon Venerable encountered a backlash while cultivating Devil Cultivation Method with the Phoenix-Pattern Treasure Cauldron. He transferred the backlash power he had accumulated to the Old Demon Venerable and used the hidden function of the Phoenix-Pattern Treasure Cauldron to absorb the Old Demon Venerable's powerful power. He instantly leaped to the highest Foundation-Forging Stage Devil Cultivator, equivalent to the Tribulation Transcendence Stage in the Cultivation World.

The First Prince originally had close ties with the Three Great Clans of the Demon Realm, but he had no foundation in the Devil Race. However, he managed to fight the First Prince for five years with his unparalleled Devil Cultivation Method, and finally killed the eldest First Prince with a single blow. He successfully ascended to the position of Demon Venerable, from an ant that was once looked down upon to the most noble and powerful ruler of the Demon Realm.

Because it is so strong, it has nothing to fear.

Now, four experts at the Demonlight Stage wielded their demonic Devil Saber, their figures like ghosts in the night, attacking him with ruthless and insidious Swordsmanship, wanting to cut him into pieces.

He stood still, calm and composed, facing the sword shadows from all directions. He wielded the Tai Chang Sword in his hand, its blade flowing with mysterious Runes, like a thunderbolt striking the heavens and earth, instantly shattering their offensive.

As the sword light flashed and tore through the void, their saber energy dissipated under the pressure of the Tai Chang Sword, and their power was completely reflected back. The four figures were knocked to the ground, their faces filled with shock and resentment.

He really is amazing; she was overthinking it.

Ye Zhenzhen gave a self-deprecating laugh and was about to leave when she felt a little dizzy and unsteady on her feet. The next second, she saw four experts at the Demonlight Stage take out hundreds or even thousands of extremely powerful Devil Artifact and throw them at Ye Qingchuan from all directions.

"Watch out!" she couldn't help but shout a warning.

Why did I hear my Junior Sister's voice? Ye Qingchuan turned his head and saw a familiar figure outside the temple. What's she doing here?

After shouting, Ye Zhenzhen felt dizzy and weak, and was forcibly dragged away by the yellow-clad maid who had been secretly following her, leaving the Demon Venerable's Sacred Palace.

The Devil Artifact arrived with lightning speed and earth-shattering power. There were demon- Demon-Devouring Awl that could devour Devil Qi, Netherworld Thunder Talisman that could deliver devastating lightning strikes, Bone-Eroding Poison Needles coated with deadly poison, and so on, totaling nearly a thousand items.

This journey was either life or death; they had long known that the current Demon Venerable Lord possessed extremely high cultivation and had made thorough preparations.

Ye Qingchuan quickly mobilized his inner True Essence, creating an unbreakable protective shield around himself, which blocked all the Devil Artifact and prevented him from suffering any damage.

"Ye Mochuan, you've actually reached the Late Foundation Establishment!" The Demonlight Stage expert exclaimed in fear and astonishment; this Demon Venerable was several times more powerful than they had imagined.

"Yes, you shall die!" Ye Qingchuan used the Tai Chang Sword as a guide, and the sword trembled, instantly transforming into thousands of Sword Qi, which counterattacked against the four experts in the Demonlight Stage.

Caught off guard by Ye Zhenzhen being led away by the maid in yellow, Ye Qingchuan suddenly had a bad feeling. What was she planning to do? Was she going to leave him?

Can't!

Unwilling to linger any longer with these four experts at the Demonlight Stage, he unleashed his full power, intending to finish the battle quickly. In an instant, his Sword Qi surged like a dragon, soaring through the sky. Every sword light was incredibly precise, aimed directly at the opponent's weaknesses, and instantly killed the four experts at the Demonlight Stage.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his Devil Qi was overwhelming. Like a god of death, he slaughtered everyone who stood in his way. Soon, as many as a hundred corpses fell in front of him, and no one dared to step forward to stop him anymore.

He rushed towards the direction Ye Zhenzhen had gone, searching everywhere for his Junior Sister.

At this moment, Ye Zhenzhen had been led by the yellow-clad maid to the side of a cliff, with a bottomless abyss in front of her.

"What did you do to me? Why can't I exert any strength?" Ye Zhenzhen asked.

"The pollen of Daffodil contains Bone-Eroding Powder; you've been poisoned, so of course you can't exert any strength. It's just a pity that the dose you inhaled was too small, otherwise you would have collapsed long ago," the yellow-clad maid said softly.

"So where are you taking me now?"

"Didn't you want to go to the Abyss of Darkness? I'll grant your wish and let you enter the abyss to experience what it's like to be haunted by Wicked Spirits." The yellow-clad female official looked at her with jealousy and hatred, her eyes seemingly poisonous, and then pushed her off the cliff.

In order to get close to the Demon Venerable, the female official in yellow robes did not hesitate to abandon her noble status in the Netherworld Clan and become his maid. In order to please him, she even wore a yellow dress that did not suit her at all. She wandered in front of him for more than a year, but he always ignored her. However, he cared for this female cultivator from the Cultivation World very much and his heart and eyes were full of her.

Why? What makes this female cultivator worthy of his favor? As long as she dies in the Abyss of Darkness, her Divine Soul devoured without a trace, the Demon Venerable will one day forget her and pity the person before him.

A triumphant smile curled at the corner of the yellow-clad female official's lips. She had never intended to let Ye Zhenzhen go; she only wanted to kill her, because in the jungle Principle of the Demon Realm, there was never a happy ending, only a fight to the death.

In the howling abyss, screams of agony and whispers of demons mingled.