Rumble...
The waters of the Demon-Suppressing Pool churned like boiling water. The lake water that had been spraying toward Heaven now came crashing back toward the ground.
The enormous rift in the middle of the lake rapidly began to close.
The Cloudwing Beast and Fang Lang stared, dumbfounded.
They could not see what was happening inside from where they stood, and neither knew what Qin Hao had done to provoke such a tremendous reaction from the Demon-Suppressing Pool.
"Little One, have you noticed? The Demonic Qi here seems even thinner," Fang Lang said in surprise.
"Chirp, chirp." The Cloudwing Beast gave Fang Lang a disdainful look. Thinner? It was almost gone.
Whoosh.
Just then, a figure shot toward Heaven through the rift as the waters were about to seal it shut.
He wore a long robe and held a Treasure Sword that looked like a fading sun. An immensely powerful aura surrounded him.
It was Qin Hao!
Qin Hao hovered in the air, looking down at the Demon-Suppressing Pool. A smile tugged at his lips.
All the Formation Flags of the Grand Demon Guidance Array are destroyed. The array is as good as useless now.
From this day on, the True Martial Continent will have no Demon-Suppressing Pool.
Qin Hao felt a swell of emotion.
He still remembered the dangers he had faced when he first entered the Demon-Suppressing Pool.
If not for his firm will and rapid growth in strength, there was no telling how he would have ended up.
But now...
The Demon-Suppressing Pool had been utterly destroyed. No one else would come here and be turned into a member of the Devil Race.
Time to leave.
Qin Hao looked up.
The Demonic Qi around him had completely dissipated, and he could now see the people above with