"Hm? What's going on?"
The sudden change startled many people.
Mu Mingxuan, Qiao Chuyu, and Zuo Yichuan all narrowed their eyes.
"Qin Hao." Lingxiaozi's voice shifted slightly. "This is bad. It's a projection of that Blood Demon Race Creation Great Expert. I'm afraid it's quite powerful."
A Creation Great Expert's projection? Qin Hao kept his expression steady, but his heart sank.
He had known that the Blood Demon Race Creation Great Expert would not let him go easily. He just hadn't expected a projection to appear the moment the Immortal-Demon Altar ended.
"Projections of Creation Great Experts vary in strength. If things go wrong, enter the Supreme Sword Tower immediately," Lingxiaozi said.
"Let's wait and see." Qin Hao nodded slightly, making no rash move.
Not far away.
On the other Immortal-Demon Altars, many people stirred inwardly. Clearly, they had guessed what was happening.
"A projection of a Blood Demon Race Creation Great Expert."
"He actually descended upon the True Martial Continent through a projection? Isn't he afraid of drawing the attention of Central Continent's great experts and being cut down?"
Anger flashed in Mu Mingxuan's eyes. Though the Human Race was weak within the Demon-Suppressing Pool, the expert's brazen descent through a projection still infuriated him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
As though a gale were howling, vast amounts of Demonic Qi gathered rapidly. First came a pair of enormous legs, then an abdomen and chest, followed by arms and hands...
Finally, the face of an Elder appeared before everyone, hideous beyond measure yet filled with authority.
Hum!
The instant the Elder's face took shape, an overwhelmingly powerful pressure enveloped an area nearly ten thousand meters across, centered on the Immortal-Demon Altar.
Everyone's expression changed.
"What terrifying pressure!"
"So this is the pressure of a Blood Demon Race Creation Great Expert? It's