Outside the void, Su Ming's face paled slightly for a moment, then returned to normal.
He slowly sheathed his sword, and rust spread back up, obscuring the celestial light.
His voice was calm, yet it clearly pierced through the boundary, reaching the ears of every Demon Race being in the Great Void Spirit Realm, carrying an undeniable majesty:
"Leave this realm within three breaths, or you will be killed without mercy."
The remaining Demon Race army stirred, looking at the sky in terror, then back at the horizon.
The man in the golden robe had a livid face, his hands clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.
But in the end, he did not order a fight to the death.
Su Ming's sword strike not only annihilated the Xue Yan True Immortal, but also shattered the courage of all the Demon Race!
"... withdraw!"
It was an order that was practically squeezed out from between his teeth.
Instantly, the surviving Demon Race felt as if they had been granted a pardon, and rushed into the crack in the sky, fleeing back to the Heavenly Demon Realm in a sorry state.
The man in the golden robe took one last, deep look at Li Taiqing and the others, as if trying to memorize their faces.
soon.
The crack in the sky slowly closed, and the Yao Qi that permeated the world gradually dissipated.
Sunlight shone again, illuminating the ravaged East Sea and the surviving cultivators of Nine Provinces.
After a brief silence, thunderous cheers resounded through the sky.
"We won! We won!"
"Thank you so much, Immortal, for saving my life!"
Countless cultivators were moved to tears, bowing deeply in gratitude to Su Ming and the disciples of the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace above the sky.
Although its face could not be seen, it was clear that it must have been Human Race immortal who had made the move.
"Now, the Heavenly Demon Realm should behave itself, right?"
Lu Fan said bitterly.
This time, countless powerful Demon Race perished in the Heavenly Demon Realm.
Even if the Demon Race in the Heavenly Demon Realm is incredibly powerful, such a massive expenditure of energy would require at least ten thousand years to recover.
"The enemy has mobilized a large force; their ambition is far from insignificant. They likely intend to devour the source of the realm and advance their world level."
Li Taiqing's gaze was calm as he looked at the sky, which was gradually clearing up.
"Now, their attempt to steal a chicken has backfired, and the cost has far exceeded their expectations."
After surviving the ordeal, people were abuzz with discussion.
"I wonder what kind of powerful figure made the move. I must thank him after I ascend to immortality. If it weren't for his help, the Great Void Spirit Realm would probably be finished."
"Yes..."
"They should have completed Senior Brother Han's task."
Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
He guessed that this world was probably related to Han Xuanji, so he acted very decisively, fearing that he might mess things up and ruin everything.
And in that very moment of relaxation...
A golden light traversed the void, heading straight for his heart.
This attack was extremely well-concealed, seizing the moment when Su Ming relaxed his guard.
Moreover, it was a powerful expert at the Mystic Immortal level who made the move.
Su Ming's pupils contracted sharply, and his immortal power surged instinctively. The rusty sword trembled only half an inch before it seemed too late.
The chill of death instantly gripped his heart.
However, just as that ray of golden light was about to touch his heart...
Time seemed to have been gently stirred by an invisible hand.
The golden light suddenly froze just three inches away from Su Ming.
It wasn't blocked by any barrier, but rather as if it were stuck in an incredibly viscous quagmire, unable to advance or retreat. Even the terrifying destructive energy it contained seemed to be frozen, falling silent.
Su Ming could even clearly see the true form of the golden light, which was a golden feather about three inches long, possessing a powerful Demon Power fluctuation capable of annihilating him.
" The Dao of Space and Time... This is bad... It belongs to a powerhouse above the Mystic Immortal."
In a small grotto-heaven within the Golden Crow Immortal Domain of the Upper Realm, a man dressed in black robes suddenly changed his expression.
Such a sophisticated method even involves the Dao of Space and Time.
It must have been a powerful figure he couldn't afford to offend who made the move.
Thinking of this, he abandoned the idea of killing Su Ming and quickly severed his connection with the golden feather, trying to hide himself.
On the other side.
The golden feather transformed into the finest specks of light, vanishing without a trace.
Only then did Su Ming breathe a sigh of relief; his vest was soaked with cold sweat.
Who helped me?
Su Ming was puzzled and looked around, but there was no one there.
"Could it be a protector of the sect?"
"Or... did Senior Brother Han make the move?"
Su Ming was filled with mixed thoughts, and for some reason, he increasingly felt that it was Han Xuanji who had made the move.
Meanwhile, Myriad Phenomena Garden...
Han Xuanji's face was calm, but his deep eyes flashed with murderous intent.
His gaze turned to the sky, and a long-dormant anger erupted within him.
Su Ming was sent out by him, so naturally he had to protect him.
Moreover, he had already calculated this cause and effect. The person who made the move was a Mystic Immortal powerhouse from the Golden Crow Clan, who was the master of a Golden Crow prodigy he had once killed.
Of course, if he hadn't intervened, Su Ming wouldn't have perished; instead, he would have been injured and would most likely have had a series of events involving the Golden Crow Divine Race.
"A sneak attack, and you think you can just retreat gracefully?"
Deep within Han Xuanji's pupils, the Wheel of Fate slowly emerged and began to turn in reverse.
Breaking Illusion, trace back to the origin, and take control of your destiny.
A series of blurry images flashed back in his eyes, sweeping across many realms.
Finally, the scene settled on a dark and deep place, shrouded by layers of formations.
A blurry, illusory figure was using Secret Method to conceal its aura; it was clearly the one who had launched the sneak attack.
Its form and features were indistinguishable, except for a fleeting golden flame pattern on its forehead.
"Snort."
Han Xuanji snorted coldly and casually cast a Law Seals.
This is a Divine Ability he cultivated in the mortal realm, called the Myriad Tribulations Seal.
In his hands, it has already displayed a power even greater than that of the founder.
It not only contains countless great tribulations, but can also combine with the Dao of Fate and Karma, enabling it to track enemies and strike them from infinite distances.
His methods were mysterious and unpredictable, beyond the comprehension of gods and ghosts.
Countless miles away, within a hidden grotto in the Golden Crow Immortal Domain.
"Puff!"
The black-robed figure trembled violently, as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, letting out a painful, suppressed groan. The surging Demon Power around him instantly collapsed and became chaotic, and his aura rapidly weakened, as if most of his cultivation had been cut off out of thin air.
How is that possible?
His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief that the other party had been able to find his true location so quickly.
However, before he could recover from the sudden and heavy blow...
In the void, another ancient Law Seals, imbued with boundless calamity power and entwined with threads of cause and effect, suddenly appeared, ignoring all spatial distance and defenses, its majestic pressure descending upon the void.
The next moment, the power of the calamity erupted, and the dazzling yet destructive light instantly engulfed the terrified figure.
In reality, this sneak attack was merely a private act by the Mystic Immortal of the Golden Crow Divine Race. The death of a Mystic Immortal was far from warranting a war between the Spirit Void Heavenly Palace and the Golden Crow Divine Race.
When the Golden Crow Divine Race discovered the death of this Mystic Immortal, they only made a slight deduction about the heavenly secrets, but found nothing, and then gave up.
The Golden Crow Divine Race has recently offended quite a few people; they have too many enemies to manage them all.
On the other side.
The fluctuations in the void gradually subsided, and Su Ming took a step forward, already back in the Upper Realm.
Su Ming did not linger; he transformed into a streak of sword light and sped straight towards Purple Firmament Peak.
A multitude of thoughts surged through his mind, and on the brink of life and death, he gained many insights.