The atmosphere was heavy.
Li Taiqing hated that he was too weak and couldn't help at all.
"Maybe."
The Little White Tiger's deep voice broke the silence.
"These Demon Race... come from another world."
These words immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Han Xuanji's deep eyes fell on it, and he nodded slightly, signaling it to continue.
The Little White Tiger took a deep breath, and a serious, human-like expression appeared on its face:
"In the legends of the Demon Race, the first demon emperor was a born ruler, destined to lead the Demon Race race to glory..."
But in reality, he wasn't born in this world; he came from another world and possessed various special abilities.
"I suspect that this suddenly appearing Demon Race army, whose strength far exceeds that of ordinary beings, may very well have come from that world as well."
"Another world?"
True Person Tianyu gasped, his face turning deathly pale instantly.
He secretly realized that the Little White Tiger wasn't just talking nonsense; the barriers between worlds weren't always intact.
Spatial turbulence can very likely lead to cross-boundary movement.
In some places, there are even formations that can cross realms; the Demon Race race might possess such formations.
It's only just been completed.
"If that's the case... this crisis might be much bigger than we imagined!"
True Person Tianyu originally thought it was just the Demon Race taking advantage of the chaos in Central Province to launch an attack, but he never expected it would involve another world.
They know nothing about the other world, but judging from this momentum, it should not be underestimated.
Han Xuanji's eyes narrowed slightly, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.
If the speculation is true, then the appearance of dozens of powerful demons Tribulation Transcendence would have a reasonable explanation.
But an even more terrifying speculation has emerged: those dozens of demon Tribulation Transcendence Demon Race undergoing tribulation might only be the tip of the iceberg of the other world.
In that case, there might be quite a few Demon Race from the Immortal Ascension Realm crossing over to this realm.
Not only can this power subvert the entire Dongcang Province, it can even threaten the entire structure of the Jiuzhou Continent.
He looked at the Little White Tiger and asked the question that had been bothering him:
"These Demon Race from another world... would they really obey the Demon Emperor's orders?"
Even if they don't listen, they probably won't oppose it.
The Little White Tiger's eyes flickered, a deep sense of apprehension flashing within them.
"The Demon Emperor... his strength is unfathomable, especially in the land of the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, where he is almost invincible with the blessing of the ten thousand Yao Qi' fortune."
Even if those otherworldly Demon Race are powerful, once they descend upon this realm, the Demon Emperor is at least their nominal ruler.
"Nearly invincible in the Land of Ten Thousand Demons Province?"
Han Xuanji raised an eyebrow, a sense of gravity rising in his heart.
He had initially thought the Demon Emperor was merely a common Immortal Ascension, but now it seemed he had underestimated him.
Its power may have a deep connection with the fortune of the Demon Race race, which explains why the Demon Race was able to occupy the Ten Thousand Demons Province.
He had a guess in his mind.
The Demon Race's desire to expand its territory is definitely inextricably linked to the Demon Emperor.
It is highly likely that the larger the territory occupied, the stronger the Demon Race race's fortune, and the stronger the demon emperor's power.
At that time, this Demon Emperor might be able to unleash tremendous power in Eastern Cang Province.
A sense of crisis crept into Han Xuanji's heart, but he still managed to reassure everyone:
"There's no need to be too pessimistic; there are still many strong individuals in the world."
In his perception, many cultivators had already gathered in Great Xia, with more than twenty at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm alone.
It seems that many powerful figures have been unable to remain hidden for years, and some have even returned from overseas.
However, Han Xuanji also sensed the overwhelming Yao Qi in the south, which was slowly approaching the Great Xia.
At this time.
Li Taiqing could no longer sit still. He suddenly stood up, his body surging with Sword Qi, and declared loudly:
"Master, this disciple wishes to go to the southern border of the Great Xia."
I have already mastered the Nine Tribulations Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation. This disciple is willing to use the sword in my hand to protect the peace of the world.
Li Taiqing's eyes burned with fighting spirit, seemingly utterly unafraid of death.
Han Xuanji didn't discourage him.
Although in his view, this was no different from sending someone to their death.
The Little White Tiger also suddenly jumped in front of Han Xuanji and growled:
"Master, at your command, I will tear these wicked demons to shreds."
It was eager to try, as if to prove its worth, and there was also a hint of hatred deep in its eyes.
After all, the Demon Emperor had an irreconcilable hatred for it.
Han Xuanji's gaze swept over his disciple and spirit beast, finally settling on True Person Tianyu, and he said leisurely:
"Since the Xia Emperor has invited us, let's go and take a look."
True Person Tianyu was invigorated, as if he had found his pillar of support, and quickly agreed.
"Good!"
In fact, Han Xuanji also wanted to make a move.
He has already checked in most of the Dao essence in the Azure Lotus Sword World.
The capital city of the Great Xia Dynasty should also be a good place to sign in.
After all, the legend of the Great Xia ascending to heaven on a dragon is quite famous.
Later, there were also rulers who revived the dynasty and ascended to immortality.
Its foundation is no weaker than that of the Divine Profound Sect.
Over the years, Han Xuanji has also sensed the convergence of many powerful auras within the Great Xia Imperial Palace, which is very likely the return of the Great Xia royal family's ancestor.
However, the Immortal Ascension Realm still does not exist.
This only highlights how precious he is as a Sword Immortal.
" The Demon Race..."
Han Xuanji stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the outside of the Azure Lotus Sword World, as if piercing through Endless Void and landing on the war-torn territory of the Great Ming.
The Great Ming Dynasty.
The setting sun, like blood, dyed the earth a desolate dark red.
On the vast land, traces of the past are hard to find. Corpses are piled up like mountains. There are tattered robes and broken weapons of Human Race cultivators, as well as countless fragmented bodies of mortals, exuding a strong stench of blood and death in the twilight.
Dark red streams, formed from pools of blood plasma, meandered and flowed, like the blood-stained tears of the earth.
Within this hellish scene, countless faces of various shapes and sizes, radiating a fierce and demonic Yao Qi, are reflected.
The air was filled with the burnt smell of roasting meat, which was casually roasted over a huge fire.
The savage roars, the sharp hisses, and the crunching sound of bones being crushed by sharp teeth mingled together.
In the center of the camp, on a high platform built of bones and stones, the atmosphere was even more intense.
Several powerful Demon Race, their auras surging and revealing some of their true forms, were sitting around drinking.
The liquid in their cups was scarlet and viscous, exuding a rich aura of Essence Blood.
"That feels great! Hahaha!"
A demon saint, as imposing as a small mountain, with a spiral horn on his forehead and a massive tail covered in bone spurs trailing behind him, slammed the enormous bone cup in his hand onto the stone table in front of him, causing the cups and plates to bounce wildly.
He licked the blood residue from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty red light:
"The blood of Human Race cultivator at the Tribulation Transcendence Realm is quite delicious."
"I wonder what it's like to be Human Race Sword Immortal immortal."
" Sword Immortal?"
The Phantom Mist Demon Saint let out a strange, snickering laugh.
He was slender, yet exuded an even colder and more dangerous aura.
"Can his sword cleave through my Myriad Transformations Formlessness body?"
I'm afraid they won't even be able to touch my shadow.