Battle of Evil and Demons

An elderly man in black robes, not tall in stature but carrying an aura as deep and vast as an abyssal sea, walked in.

The black-robed elder clearly had not expected to see an elderly man in yellow robes floating in midair on the thirty-third floor after breaking through the obstacles. The yellow-robed elder's clothes were on the verge of weathering away, and dense yin qi drifted from his body, freezing the surrounding space.

"Evil Spirit King? No, like an evil spirit, yet not an evil spirit."

As the Human-Demon King of the Human-Demon Clan, the black-robed elder was highly knowledgeable. He could see that this yellow-robed elder was not merely an evil spirit, but a lifeform even more sinister than one—a being that defied the Great Dao and could not be tolerated by heaven's law. Once exposed to the normal world, he would be struck by heavenly divine lightning. Yet within this Profound Yin Pagoda, the secrets of heaven were obscured, and his existence could not be sensed.

Besides the yellow-robed elder, the black-robed elder sensed three other lifeforms. When he turned to look, his eyes immediately lit up. Among the three survivors, the peerlessly beautiful woman radiated fluctuations of demonic power. Demonic power could only be cultivated by those with the Perfect Human-Demon Bloodline, and those possessing such a bloodline could be counted on one's fingers. No matter how foolish he was, he knew that she had to be the Perfect Human-Demon Bloodline his clansmen had spoken of. He had never intended to seek out the Perfect Human-Demon Bloodline, yet she had delivered herself right to his doorstep. As the saying went, one could wear out iron shoes searching everywhere and find it without the slightest effort.

"Human-Demon King!"

Ye Chen and the woman in yellow narrowed their