Divine Seal: Fire Kirin Fly Template, shattering the Demon God Pillar!

Chapter 91 Li Hao Returns!

There was only a single, pure, crimson claw-like light, seemingly tearing through time and space, ignoring distance.

It silently swept across the so-called "Dark Flame Cage," and also across An Luoxian's demonic body.

In an instant, the world fell silent.

An Luo's ferocious expression froze.

He looked down at his chest, where a thin red line had appeared out of nowhere.

"Uh……"

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end only uttered a meaningless syllable.

next second.

puff!

Centered on that red line, An Luoxian's body, along with his proud domain "Endless Dark Prison" and the sky full of "Dark Flame Cages".

They all shattered like burst bubbles, turning into the most primitive energy particles and dissipating into the air.

Instant kill!

Just as the Flame Lion Demon Anluo fell.

Rumble!
The sky above the entire demon territory changed color once again, with blood rain pouring down!

Heaven and earth are sad!

Deep within the heart of the Demon City, inside the Demon God Palace, the colossal Demon God Pillar spanning the sky suddenly erupted with blinding light!

A supreme and terrifying will forcibly tore through space and descended!

Demon Emperor, Fengxiu!

However, the ground was already deserted.

As Li Hao unleashed that claw strike, he had already collected the remains left behind by An Luo after his fall.

He and the Phantom Scale Super Beast hid in the Tower of Eternity, their presence completely gone.

The golden cicada escapes from its shell!

……

Half a month later, the Temple Alliance.

When the Fire Cloud Demon Hunters, dressed in rags but full of vigor, appeared at the pass, the entire Imperial Dragon Pass was in an uproar!
The heroes, who had been missing for months and were believed to have perished in the heart of the demon realm, have returned!
The news spread like wildfire to the higher levels, alarming the leaders of all the major temples.

Paladin Commander Han Qian, Temple Master of the Magic Temple Lin Chen, and Temple Master of the Warrior Temple Qiu Yonghao arrived before everyone immediately.

When they saw Wang Yuanyuan, Lin Xin, Sima Xian, and others, they found them safe and sound.

Moreover, when each of them, with their auras solidified, broke through to the sixth rank, everyone's faces revealed an undisguised look of surprise.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Looking at Wang Yuanyuan, one of the geniuses of his Warrior Temple, Qiu Yonghao was overjoyed and said "good" three times.

"Yuanyuan, you've improved so quickly! You haven't let me down!"

Qiu Yonghao was very satisfied with Wang Yuanyuan's level of achievement and had high expectations for her.

He thought to himself, even Yuan Yuan reached the sixth level so quickly.

Then Li Hao, that kid, is going to make an even bigger breakthrough?
He glanced around the crowd but didn't see that familiar figure.

"Yuanyuan, where's Li Hao? Where did that kid run off to?"

Qiu Yonghao asked with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the previously joyful atmosphere instantly fell silent.

Lin Xin and the others lowered their heads, and Chen Ying'er's eyes were slightly red.

Wang Yuanyuan's lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.

Everyone sensed something was wrong, and Han Qian and Lin Chen's expressions also darkened.

All eyes were focused on Wang Yuanyuan.

Under the heavy gaze of everyone, Wang Yuanyuan finally mustered her courage, her voice trembling and choked with sobs.

"When we...when we withdrew from the demon territory, we encountered the Flame Lion Demon Anluo Xian."

She took a deep breath, and finally couldn't hold back her tears, which slid down her cheeks.

"Li Hao...he...he went to cover our retreat alone so we could leave first..." Boom!
Qiu Yonghao felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his mind, his vision went black, and he swayed, almost falling to the ground.

An indescribable, excruciating pain gripped his heart tightly!
"Old Qiu!"

Han Qian reacted quickly and caught him.

Qiu Yonghao finally caught his breath.

But that piercing grief transformed into a raging inferno that erupted from his body!

His eyes instantly turned blood red, his silver hair moved without wind, and an incomparably terrifying killing intent soared into the sky!

Everyone present, including Han Qian and Lin Chen, the two temple masters, felt a murderous rage emanating from their very souls!
That was the furious display of a ninth-tier, second-level light-element sword god when he was completely enraged!

The surrounding air seemed to freeze, and the younger generation, including Wang Yuanyuan, were so overwhelmed by the murderous aura that they could hardly breathe, their faces as pale as paper.

Qiu Yonghao remained silent, his right hand already gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Clang!
The longsword was drawn, and its clang was filled with endless sorrow and murderous intent!
He actually planned to go alone with his sword and charge into the demon territory!
"Old Qiu, calm down!"

Han Qian was shocked to see this and grabbed him tightly.

"Calm down? How can you expect me to calm down?!"

Qiu Yonghao abruptly shook off his hand, roaring hoarsely like a wounded lion.

Han Qian said urgently, "Let's be rational first! Let's find out the situation before we make any plans!"

"Heh, making plans again?!"

Qiu Yonghao let out a bitter, indignant laugh.

"You told me to wait for two weeks! And what was the result?! This is the result I got?!"

There was a faint glimmer of tears in his red-rimmed eyes.

"Li Hao is my disciple! I regard him as my own son! Even if I die, I will bring his remains back!"

Seeing Qiu Yonghao's heartbroken and tearful appearance, even Han Qian and Lin Chen couldn't find the words to dissuade him.

They had never seen their usually calm and resolute old friend show such a grief-stricken expression.

Everyone present was moved by Qiu Yonghao's tragic and indignant emotions.

Their eyes were red and their hearts were heavy.

Amidst this somber and oppressive atmosphere, a gentle voice, tinged with helplessness, suddenly rang out.

"Master, on such a fine day, with such beautiful weather, why talk about death so much? It's really unlucky."

This sound...

Qiu Yonghao's body stiffened abruptly, and his murderous intent abruptly ceased.

He slowly, with a stiff look of disbelief, turned his head.

Not far away, a familiar figure was leaning against the corner of the wall.

With a wry smile on her face, she waved at him.

If it's not Li Hao, then who is it?

Qiu Yonghao was stunned, as if he had been frozen in place, his eyes filled with confusion and disbelief.

The next second, he seemed to realize it.

In a single stride, he rushed to Li Hao's side almost instantly.

Then she grabbed his arm and examined him closely from head to toe, as if to confirm every detail.

After confirming that the person in front of him was real, with flesh and blood, and with a calm and long aura, even stronger than before he left.

This ninth-tier sword god, the master of the Warrior Temple, could no longer control his emotions.

He pulled Li Hao into a tight embrace.

The force was so great that it seemed to strangle him until he passed out.

I'm afraid that what's in front of me is just an illusion, and it will disappear as soon as I let go.

Two streams of hot tears finally slid silently down his weathered face.

"You brat, you finally decided to come back!"

(End of this chapter)