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“Good!”

Lu Qinglian excitedly took over the Samadhi True Fire Divine Banner, pouring her Fire Lotus True Qi into it, causing the banner’s flames to surge skyward.

She could finally help her master in a big way.

“Samadhi True Fire Great Formation, activate!”

Lu Changsheng, Li Changye, and Lu Qinglian, holding the Samadhi True Fire Divine Banners, charged into the midst of the Huang State’s Demon Race. As they waved the banners, the Samadhi True Fire was summoned.

Smoke and flames billowed, creating an endless sea of fire within the formation. The demons of Huang State screamed in agony as they were burnt to ashes by the Samadhi True Fire.

“What a powerful Banner of Laws!”

Li Changye swung the divine banner, and a chain of Samadhi True Fire rolled out, instantly incinerating several Great Demons. Even he was startled by the power of this set of Immortal Artifact.

The Samadhi True Fire Divine Banner required three cultivators with the Fire Spirit Root to activate. With the cultivation levels of Lu Changsheng and Li Changye, coupled with Lu Qinglian’s Fire Lotus True Qi, wherever the Samadhi True Fire Great Formation went, nothing was left alive, and Great Demons were annihilated.

Lu Qinglian waved the divine banner continuously, each movement consuming a vast amount of True Qi. She had no choice but to keep taking Dajuqi Dan pills.

But Lu Qinglian’s cheeks were flushed with excitement, reveling in the unbridled blaze.

“This is an Immortal Artifact Banner of Laws…”

The head disciple of Hidden Dragon Temple, Zhuge Changming, watched the functioning Samadhi True Fire Great Formation with feverish eyes.

His innate treasure, the Separating Fire Banner, paled in comparison to the set of Immortal Artifacts that was the Samadhi True Fire Divine Banner.

Lu Changsheng and Li Changye took the lead, with other elders of Mount Shu joining in. Hundreds of Flying Swords were launched, colorful and brilliant, with fierce Sword Qi slicing through members of the Demon Sects or great demons of Huang State.

The people of Mount Shu participated in the defense of Iron Sword Pass, and the battle remained in a deadlock.

The great demons of Huang State were numerous, some of them with bloodlines so strong, they were no less than the peerless talents of the six major sects.

Shen Xiaoyao was not a match for a great demon at the ninth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm in battle, and just as he was about to be killed, a Longsword flew out of nowhere, slicing the great demon in half.

“Lucky me.”

Shen Xiaoyao wiped off his cold sweat.

Song Wuchuan of Mount Shu and Xiao Meng’er of Inquiry Immortal Pavilion joined forces to fight against a great demon at the pinnacle of the Dao Palace Realm. Their Flying Swords crisscrossed and fortuitously killed off the great demon of the ninth layer of the Nascent Soul Realm.

“Hundreds of battles leave a warrior’s armor shattered, and now the enemy has encircled us several times over. Breaking through their ranks, I slay General Huyan and return alone, leading a thousand cavalry of the remnants.”

Mo Huazhi brandished her brush, her strokes as dynamic as dragons and snakes, summoning nature’s spiritual energy with Magnificent Righteous Qi and conjuring more than a thousand cavalrymen.

These cavalrymen, each with at least the cultivation of the Qi Transformation Realm, had iron hooves clanging and battle steeds galloping, joining the fray, their long spears mercilessly piercing the common beasts of lower cultivation levels.

“The enemy is too numerous; thankfully, my master provided me with enough elixir pills.”

Mo Huazhi continuously used the Tang Poem Combat Skills on Iron Sword Pass, doing as much damage as possible to the demons of Huang State.

“Could it be the great demons of Huang State are emerging in full force? This number is much too high.”

Lu Changsheng kept swinging the Samadhi True Fire Divine Banner; the expenditure of his True Qi was enormous, yet the ranks of Huang State’s demon army hardly seemed to decrease at all.

“Lu Changsheng.”

Suddenly Lu Changsheng heard the clear voice of Xia Ningxue.

Thanks to his cultivation in the Tiangang Sword Formation, Lu Changsheng was accustomed to multitasking. While continuing to swing the Samadhi True Fire Divine Banner, he glanced in Xia Ningxue’s direction.

He saw Xia Ningxue holding the Severing Affection Sword, her white garments purer than snow but now stained with blood, the marks resembling plum blossoms.

She had slain a Supreme Elder from the Joyous Union Sect, and even the sect’s Holy Maiden Liu Yun’er had been defeated.

Lu Changsheng knew that the Supreme Elders of the Inquiry Immortal Pavilion had diminished their own cultivation levels to bestow Power-infusing Initiation upon Xia Ningxue, causing her cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.

Yet why was she secretly communicating with him right now?

“What’s wrong?”

“Let’s make a pact.”

“Please speak.”

“If we survive this calamity, why not follow in the footsteps of Grandmaster Taixu and Fairy Qingxia from a hundred thousand years ago and make a vow of Longevity?”

Xia Ningxue saw the relentless, unending advance of Huang State’s Demon Race army and did not know whether they would escape the battle at Iron Sword Pass unscathed, so she lightly bit her lip and quietly made a pact with Lu Changsheng.

“…”

Lu Changsheng was silent.

Didn’t this feel like a giveaway question?

He had used the Disciple Apprenticeship Simulator to simulate the lives of four apprentices, and this Demon Sects’ catastrophe wasn’t a matter of life or death; he couldn’t possibly die, which is why Lu Changsheng had chosen to have a showdown with the Savage Elephant King.

Xia Ningxue and the other disciples from the six major sects could not foresee the future and thought the odds were against them in this catastrophe. If they did not express their feelings before death, they feared they would die with regrets.

However, influenced by her master Fairy Su, Xia Ningxue found it hard to speak up, and even saying this much was her limit.

“You don’t wish to agree?”

Xia Ningxue’s eyes dimmed as the Supreme Forgetfulness Art uncontrollably reversed, the chilly aura causing Liu Yun’er, who stood opposed to Xia Ningxue, to shiver.

Liu Yun’er felt as if a pair of icy eyes from the heavens had fixed upon her, threatening to devour her soul.

Liu Yun’er feared that in the next moment, Xia Ningxue would have a cultivational deviation, and once the Supreme Forgetfulness Art reversed, Xia Ningxue’s strength would actually increase greatly, leaving Liu Yun’er without a doubt doomed.

“I can make that pact with you.”

Lu Changsheng knew that this Demon Sects’ catastrophe would be surprising but not dangerous, and that Xia Ningxue was overly worried, so he casually agreed.

“Agreed.”

Suddenly, Xia Ningxue relaxed, the Supreme Forgetfulness Art stopped reversing and resumed its normal circulation.

With Lu Changsheng’s promise, she felt even if she were to perish in this catastrophe, it wouldn’t matter anymore.

…

At Misty Peak, the entrance to the Inquiry Immortal Pavilion, a man with bizarre fiery red hair appeared out of nowhere, hands behind his back, staring at the 480 pavilions shrouded in misty clouds.

A dozen streaks of light soared into the sky as the Supreme Elders of the Inquiry Immortal Pavilion, who presided over Misty Peak, appeared one after another, anxiously fixing their gazes on the man with fiery red hair.

The man with fiery red hair emanated demonic Qi that surpassed countless unmatched Great Demons.

“Are you the newly enthroned Demon Lord?”

An old woman, her forehead dotted with beads of sweat the size of soybeans, asked.

No one had expected that while the Demon Sects and the Demon Race army were attacking Iron Sword Pass, the Demon Lord who ruled over the myriad tribes of Huang State would appear alone at Misty Peak.

“Indeed.”

The Demon Lord responded with a cold retort.

“This person’s cultivation is unfathomably deep. Prepare to activate the Mountain Protection Array.”

Without making a move, the Demon Lord caused the Supreme Elders of the Inquiry Immortal Pavilion to act as if facing a formidable enemy. More than a dozen of them dared not to strike but chose to rely on Misty Peak’s Mountain Protection Array to confront the Demon Lord.

“You wish to overthrow Misty Peak single-handedly, but such a notion is sheer folly.”

“The dozen or so of us brothers, even at the cost of our lives, will use the Mountain Protection Array to eliminate you.”

The Supreme Elders of the Inquiry Immortal Pavilion were resolute.

Today they achieved their levels of cultivation thanks largely to the resources provided by their sect, and now, with the Demon Lord’s arrival and no way back, they were cornered.

“Then let you and Misty Peak both turn to ash.”

Still detached, the Demon Lord brought out an Ancient Cauldron, its terrifying pressure causing the entire Misty Peak and the 480 pavilions of the Inquiry Immortal Pavilion to shake.

“This is…!”

The Supreme Elders were shocked, realising that the Demon Lord’s cultivation and treasure far exceeded their expectations.

“I wondered what upheaval had occurred in the world of cultivators that rattled all six major sects, but it turns out Huang State’s Demon Race has a new Demon Lord.”

When the Supreme Elders of the Inquiry Immortal Pavilion were prepared to fight to the death, a Nameless Swordsman on a skinny horse appeared at the entrance, casually confronting the Demon Lord.