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Demon Realm, deep in the Jiuyou Palace.

Ever since Ding Kun last met the God, he has been waiting here for any powerful immortals who might arrive.

He knew that many of the Demon Clan's secret deeds in the Four States had now been exposed, and the Immortal Sect would not sit idly by and watch the Demon Clan's movements.

The Xianmen also knew about it. He knew what kind of response the Xianmen would make next and would be waiting for them here, but the Xianmen would still have masters coming to investigate.

Sure enough, just as Ding Kun was lost in thought, a powerful aura suddenly appeared outside the Jiuyou Palace.

A sneer appeared on Dingkun's lips. The person he was waiting for finally came.

The person who came had no intention of hiding his aura. At this moment, all the demons outside were filled with fear. They were pinned to the spot by the vast pressure and could not move or make a sound.

Even Ning Jiasheng could kill that group of high-level demons with just a light sword strike.

Ding Kun felt a sword intent as clear as frost. This sword intent was pure and lofty, without a trace of worldly air. It was the unique aura of the world's number one sword immortal.

A gleam of light flashed in Dingkun's eyes. It turned out to be the supreme being in the immortal sect, the Qinglian Immortal Venerable, whom he had always wanted to fight, who came in person.

The figure of Qinglian Immortal Venerable appeared outside Jiuyou Palace. He was wearing a sky-blue robe, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, like an immortal descending from the sky.

He has an extremely handsome face, an elegant appearance, eyes like cold stars, and his whole body exudes a cold temperament that can only be admired from afar and not touched.

He did not hold a sword in his hand, but a sharp sword intent naturally emanated from his body, as if everything in the world was under his sword.

Ding Kun walked out of the palace in a good mood with a smile on his face. Facing the Immortal Master Qinglian, he did not make any movement. The heavy pressure on the demons below finally disappeared.

"Ding Kun," the voice of Qinglian Immortal Venerable was cold and indifferent, as if it came from the sky, "I came here for only one thing."

Ding Kun soared into the sky, staring at Qinglian Immortal Venerable with a playful smile on his face. "Oh? The world's number one swordsman has personally visited Jiuyou Palace. I wonder what's the matter?"

"The demons have been making frequent movements recently, and we must be on guard." Qinglian Immortal Venerable's gaze was as calm as water, yet it revealed an unquestionable determination. "I came here to confirm your demons' intentions."

Ding Kun laughed heartily, seemingly unfazed by Qinglian Immortal Venerable's words. "Qinglian Immortal Venerable, you and I both know that the general trend of the world is that after a long period of unity, there will be division, and after a long period of division, there will be unity. What my demon clan desires is nothing more than a place to settle down."

A hint of coldness flashed in Qinglian Immortal Venerable's eyes, and his voice remained as cold as frost: "Dingkun, the demons have already occupied a state. If they want to take over the world, they should fight openly instead of plotting in secret and making ulterior motives."

A sharp light flashed in Dingkun's eyes. He knew that Qinglian Immortal Venerable was not an easy person to deal with, but he was fed up with the boring days in Jizhou.

Seeing Qinglian Immortal Venerable, his fighting spirit has reached its peak, "Qinglian Immortal Venerable, since you are here, why not let us see who is the real one."

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful demonic energy burst out from Ding Kun's body. He flipped his palm and a black sword appeared in his hand, with black flames dancing on the tip of the sword.

A hint of sword intent also flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Qinglian. As his mind moved, an ice-blue long sword condensed from the sword intent slowly took shape.

Ding Kun's eyes flashed. He didn't even feel any fluctuation of spiritual power. The Immortal Qinglian was indeed so powerful.

His fighting spirit became stronger.

The momentum of the two powerful men collided above Jiuyou Palace, causing waves of spiritual power.

Ding Kun took the lead in attacking like a ghost. His swordsmanship was like a poisonous snake emerging from a hole, cruel and weird. Every sword strike exuded an all-devouring demonic energy, as if he wanted to devour the entire world.

The Immortal Azure Lotus, however, was as steady as a rock, using stillness to counter movement. His swordsmanship was like an antelope hanging from a horn, leaving no trace, simple yet highly effective. Each strike imbued with the power of heaven and earth, like a gentle breeze, effortlessly dispelling Ding Kun's attacks.

The two sides fought back and forth, swords flashed, demonic energy and sword intent intertwined, and the entire sky above Jiuyou Palace was shrouded in fighting spirit.

However, this fierce confrontation did not last long. After exchanging a few moves with Ding Kun, the Immortal Qinglian withdrew.

Like a flash in the pan, it disappears in a flash, like an illusion.

"Dingkun, after today's test, I have a clear understanding of the strength of your demon clan."

The figure of Qinglian Immortal Venerable gradually dissipated in the air like a phantom. "But the Immortal Sect has already made preparations. You'd better take care of yourself!"

Ding Kun looked at the direction where the Immortal Qinglian disappeared. A trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He ordered "strengthen vigilance" and disappeared without a trace.

Ding Kun returned to the crystal wall that monitored the abyss. With a flick of his sleeve, the scene on the wall changed. The figures of the three city lords except the City Lord Wangyue appeared on the wall.

"Meet the leader."

Several people simply bowed.

Ding Kun waved his hand to signal them to stand up, then looked at Ji Huan and asked, "How is the progress in Tianque Realm?"

Ji Huan lowered his head and replied, "We have already mastered the Xianmen's defensive layout. My subordinates and Ku Gu are still studying the specific movements of the defenders and the reinforcements that may arrive during the battle."

"The demon kings of Youzhou fled to the Sun Palace to conspire. Taking advantage of this opportunity, our clan has seized all the weak points in Youzhou's northern border."

Ding Kun nodded with satisfaction, but Ji Huan changed the subject and said hesitantly, "However, there has been no news from the God. Should we go and help the sacrifice?"

Ding Kun thought for a moment, but still rejected the proposal, "No need——"

He was halfway through his words when he suddenly thought of something. He looked at Ji Huan and added, "Let it go for now, but you can tell the Xue family to keep an eye on her movements and report back at any time."

Ji Huan agreed, and seeing that the leader had no other instructions, he left to arrange the matter.

Ding Kun then turned to the two demons, New Moon and Crescent Moon, and said, "I have already ordered the other city lords to come to the Abyss to take over. You two will set off immediately to guard the surrounding area of the auxiliary formation."

Shuoyue couldn't help but ask, "Master, is there any flaw in the formation?"

"The Immortal Qinglian has come to Jiuyou Palace."

The two city lords looked up in shock. Ding Kun knew what they wanted to ask and said calmly, "He exchanged blows with me for a moment and then left. The formation is currently intact. You can secretly guard the auxiliary formation. I have to go to the main formation myself."

"Yes!"

After hearing this, Shuoyue and Xianyue knew that the matter was urgent, so they agreed and set off secretly immediately.

Dingkun stood there and began to think about his next plan in his mind.

The appearance of Immortal Master Qinglian means that the Immortal Sect is determined to prepare for war, and the actions of the demon clan must be more cautious and careful.

At a secret base of the demon clan, Ji Huan held a secret online meeting with the elders of several major families.

There was a cunning glint in his eyes. In addition to monitoring Ning Jiasheng, he also had plans to attack the interior of the Cangwu Secret Realm alone.

The show will eventually end. If we can severely damage the disciples in the Cangwu Secret Realm, the grand plan will be able to move forward more quickly.

He had already started thinking about how to use Ning Jiasheng in the battle or separate her from the Immortal Sect.

Ji Huan's plan was linked together, and every step was carefully calculated and considered.

The dark clouds of war quietly loomed over the world of cultivation, and everyone was waiting for that moment to come.

In Dongzhou, the Xue family villa, inside an extremely luxurious hall.

Xue Wuying sat in a huge chair worth a fortune with an irritated look on his face. All the sitting and sleeping furniture he saw were carved from precious fragrant wood that could calm his mind and focus his spirit, but the gloom on his face still did not go away.

The two half-demons stood behind him silently like stone statues, without even a trace of breathing being felt.

After a while, he saw Elder Feng finally come out of the secret room. He immediately stopped him and asked, "What happened over there?"

"It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. When are you going back to the altar, young master? I will ask a few people to send you back." Elder Feng said humbly with his head lowered.

Xue Wuying frowned, "Why, now I don't even have the right to come and go freely?"

Elder Feng quickly smiled and said, "Young Master, you've misunderstood. How dare I restrict your freedom? The altar is a forbidden area of our Xue family. Without the head's permission, no one is allowed to enter or leave at will."

Xue Wuying snorted coldly, "I forgot who is in charge of the Xue family now."

He turned and left, with the two half-demons following closely behind him.

Elder Feng looked at his receding back and shook his head helplessly.

Xue Wuying returned to his room, feeling even more depressed.

After returning from Mount Qu, Ji Huan ordered people not to let him go out. Once he left the altar, he would be trapped here like a prisoner.

Xue Wuying decided to let these two half-demons find out what Elder Feng and the others were going to do, and then follow them secretly.