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"Speaking of which, the fact that there's no longer a Human Emperor in the world is actually related to the severance of the Emperor's Sword. I'm actually quite curious. Even though the Human Emperor used all his power to forge the Heavenly Chasm, the Emperor's Sword itself is a divine weapon of immense power. Demons like me, in particular, can't even get close to it. How did it fall into the hands of that evil cultivator back then?"

Lingru's voice echoed in the camp. Her questions directly pointed to the secrets of the Tianqian and the Emperor's Sword. This was also the doubt in the hearts of every high-ranking demon present.

Ji Huan and Xian's gazes were fixed on Ling Ru. Ji Huan pondered for a moment, then spoke slowly, "The power of the Emperor's Sword is difficult to fully control, even in the hands of the Human Emperor. The Human Emperor's fall and the shattering of the Emperor's Sword are likely related to the war between the four clans."

Xian nodded and continued, "I'm not surprised that he was able to capture the Emperor's Sword. I'm shocked by what kind of power was able to destroy it."

Ji Huan said calmly, "It's very simple. The core of the Emperor's Sword is the word 'benevolence'. But if it is, it has already changed. Without the core, even if it is a divine weapon, there is always a way to destroy it."

"The Emperor's Sword was accidentally destroyed by the fallen Immortal Mu Yang when he was remodeling it."

Lingru and Xian exchanged a glance, and Lingru chuckled, "It seems City Lord Ji really doesn't treat us as outsiders. This is the first time I've heard of these things."

"Does City Lord Ji know who first captured this sword? I have great respect for this person."

"It's me."

Before Ji Huan could speak, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the tent.

Ji Huan and all the demons in the tent reacted instantly. They all stood up and knelt down, shouting, "Greetings, God!"

The inner demon suddenly appeared and sat on the big chair in the middle, "Get up."

With the sudden appearance of the Inner Demon, the atmosphere within the tent froze. All the demon leaders, including Ji Huan, Ling Ru, and Xian, felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The majesty and power of the inner demon forced even these usually high-handed city lords to bow their heads.

The inner demon's gaze was as cold as ice. She slowly scanned everyone in the tent, finally settling on Ji Huan. "Ji Huan, what you just said was very interesting."

Her voice was calm, yet carried an unquestionable authority.

Ji Huan's heart tightened. The Divine Lord's sudden appearance was no accident; his presence must have a more important purpose. He replied cautiously, "Divine Lord, we were merely discussing the history of the Human Emperor and the Emperor's Sword. There was nothing else to it."

The inner demon smiled slightly, but this smile did not make her expression look gentle, but instead added a sense of mystery and danger. "Don't be nervous. I don't mean to blame you."

"Yes," they all bowed their heads and answered. Then Ji Huan said, "I wonder what instructions the Divine Master has for coming here in person this time?"

The inner demon curled his lips and smiled, "Because my old rival has arrived, and you are not capable of dealing with him."

The inner demon's words echoed throughout the tent, each word hammering heavily at the hearts of the demon clan's high-ranking officials. They knew the "old rival" the inner demon was referring to was none other than the world-renowned sword immortal, Qinglian Immortal Venerable.

"God, are you saying that the Immortal Qinglian has arrived?" Ji Huan's voice was filled with a solemnity that was difficult to conceal.

The Inner Demon nodded, "Exactly." He said nonchalantly, "Don't panic. I won't let him disrupt my plans. Just proceed as usual. He wouldn't dare draw his sword here, unless he wants everyone in the chasm to be buried with him."

The demons in the big tent suddenly relaxed after hearing this. Yes, since the God has come, if the Immortal Qinglian wants to fight, and the God takes action personally, then these people from the Immortal Sect will have no chance of survival.

As for the demons present at that time being annihilated, so what? To die for the great cause of the God is the honor of every demon.

Therefore, Immortal Qinglian can only be an outsider here, and his biggest role is to make this battle a little more "fair".

"Your Majesty is wise!" The demons bowed down like a tide, revealing the face of the inner demon, who was still holding his opponent's disciple, with the inner demon's unique evil smile on his face.

The inner demon waved his hand nonchalantly, and the demons retreated like a tide.

Then, the inner demon's figure suddenly became blurred, like a ghostly phantom. She flashed by at a speed beyond ordinary people's imagination, leaving only a faint black shadow streaking through the air.

In an instant, she crossed the long distance and appeared in a desolate land in the natural chasm.

At the other end of this desolate land, the Immortal Qinglian stood quietly.

He was draped in a layer of moonlight as bright as water, the light soft and bright, enveloping him entirely. From afar, he looked like an exquisite sculpture, standing against the light, his posture upright and majestic.

As soon as the inner demon appeared, the aura around the Immortal Qinglian suddenly changed, and the originally peaceful atmosphere was instantly broken.

An extremely cold chill continuously emanated from his body, just like the coldest frost in the coldest days of winter, spreading out in wisps, and wherever it passed, the air seemed to be frozen into ice.

The inner demon was completely unmoved and asked with a smile: "Qinglian, did you gain anything from your trip to the floating world?"

That smile was the expression Ning Jiasheng used most often when communicating with others.

At this moment, the inner demon used the appearance of a disciple of the Green Lotus Immortal Master, revealing Ning Jiasheng's usual demeanor, but spoke to Ning Jiasheng's master in a frivolous tone.

The Immortal Azure Lotus's gaze was like a sword, piercing through the inner demon's disguise and gazing directly into the depths of his soul. His eyes held no trace of emotion, as if the inner demon's provocation was nothing more than a passing breeze.

"Inner Demon. Although I am still unclear about your origins, since Ah Sheng calls you the Inner Demon, then I will just follow Ah Sheng and call you that." The voice of the Immortal Qinglian was as calm as water, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

The smile that was originally on the inner demon's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, replaced by a look of anger that was difficult to conceal.

The word "accompany" was like a sharp fishbone, piercing deep into His heart. It was so harsh and unpleasant!

In this vast universe, all living things are not worthy of their attention. Only Ning Jiasheng has become the focus of their attention since she was not even born.

However, Ning Jiasheng was completely unaware of this. Not only did he never realize this special preference, but he also confronted her again and again.

In the eyes of the inner demon, Ning Jiasheng is completely his private property.

It was He who took great pains and went through many twists and turns to send her to the Immortal Master Qinglian for instruction.

If it weren't for his planning, there would be no so-called master-disciple friendship and bond between Qinglian Immortal and Ning Jiasheng.

Because of this, the inner demon was extremely disgusted with the fact that the Immortal Qinglian acted like a master and talked to him openly about Ning Jiasheng, even though he was still not clear about the truth behind the matter.

"You always like to play these boring tricks." Qinglian Immortal Venerable's voice was calm, but it carried unquestionable majesty. "I have gained something from my journey into the world, but this is not your concern."

The Inner Demon's face darkened, a dangerous glint flashing in her eyes. Though Immortal Qinglian's words were calm, they undoubtedly touched a nerve.

How could a mere swordsman have the power to interfere with his plans and arrangements?

"Qinglian, do you really think that your so-called majesty can be used to show off in front of me?"

The inner demon's voice was low and threatening, "You may have a place in the world of cultivation, but in my eyes, you are nothing more than this. When I truly wake up, Zhongzhou will definitely bear the brunt of the impact."

Qinglian Immortal Venerable's expression remained calm, his gaze revealing a transcendent composure. "Inner Demon, your anger and threats have no effect on me. I stand here not to fight you, but to maintain the balance of this world."

The inner demon sneered, and her figure suddenly became blurred, and the space around her seemed to be distorted with her emotional fluctuations.

"Balance? There has never been any balance in this world. There is only endless desire and the struggle for power."

Qinglian Immortal Venerable said calmly, "Perhaps. But I believe that even in the endless struggle for desire and power, there are people who can hold on to the light in their hearts."

The figure of the inner demon appeared and disappeared in the distorted space, and his voice seemed to come from all directions, full of endless temptation and provocation.

"Light? Qinglian, your so-called light is nothing but a self-deceiving illusion. The essence of this world is darkness, where the strong prey on the weak, and the winner takes all."

The sword intent of the Immortal Qinglian was concentrated at this moment, and his figure appeared particularly firm under the moonlight.

"Perhaps. But I believe that even in endless darkness, there are people who can light the lamp of hope. Inner Demon, although your power is great, power is never everything. My strength, my sword, may not be enough to defeat you, but it is enough to protect the faith in my heart."

In this desolate land, the two men faced each other like two silent mountains. The air around them seemed to be frozen, forming an indescribable delicate balance.

As their eyes met, sparks seemed to fly. Although both sides knew that this true life-and-death battle had not yet begun, the tense and oppressive atmosphere had already spread.

Although the inner demon was filled with endless rage at this moment, reason told him that this was definitely not the best time to compete with the Immortal Master Qinglian.

After all, in order to achieve his ulterior ambition, he knew that he must have enough time to plan carefully and weave an invisible net step by step.

So, the inner demon suppressed the anger in his heart, slowly raised his head, cast his gaze towards the distant sky, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a provocative smile.

The inner demon said coldly, "Before this Cangwu Secret Realm closes, I will show mercy and grant you, the people of the Five States, a rare opportunity."

Having said this, the Inner Demon paused briefly, then the smile on his face grew even more intense. He continued, "Based on the development of the situation between the Abyssal Immortal Sect and the demon race, and the two young men who just emerged from the barrier—one from a sect, the other from an aristocratic family—I will adjust every attack launched against the natural chasm based on the specific performance of these two forces."

Hearing this, the expression of Qinglian Immortal Venerable, who had been frowning, became even more solemn.

He knew full well that the inner demon's plan was extremely treacherous and cunning, and that a single misstep could plunge the entire Five States into irretrievable ruin. However, at this moment, facing such a powerful enemy, he could only hold his ground for the time being and wait for the right moment to strike back.

Seeing this, the inner demon laughed wildly again, then turned around and left without any reluctance, disappearing in this area in an instant, leaving Qinglian Immortal Venerable standing there alone, quietly thinking about how to deal with the situation.

In the abyss battlefield, the Lord of Shuoyue City once again led the demon soldiers to attack.

The figure of the Lord of Shuoyue City was like a black lightning, cutting through the smoke of the battlefield.

As the leader of the demon clan, the flames of battle burned in his eyes. The demon soldiers in his hands were like living things, dancing according to his will. Every swing took the lives of countless immortals and the coalition forces of the demon clan.

"Warriors of the demon clan, follow me and let these cowards from the immortal sects and the demon clan see our strength!" The voice of the Lord of Shuoyue City was like thunder, shaking the hearts of every demon warrior.

The monsters roared loudly, and like a tide, they rushed towards the joint defense line of the Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan. Every attack made the coalition's line shaky.

Although the warriors of the Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan fought desperately, under the leadership of the Lord of Shuoyue City, the offensive of the Demon Clan was like a storm and seemed unstoppable.

Although the coalition forces of the Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan fought hard, the battle became extremely difficult due to the absence of True Lord Yuanxi and True Lord Xuansu.

Especially Yuan Xi Zhenjun, who was not only a powerful medical practitioner, but also an indispensable healing and support force for the Immortal Sect. His absence caused the casualties on the Immortal Sect side to increase at an alarming rate.

As soon as the battle started, the demons' vanguard rushed towards the coalition's defense line like a raging tide.

They disregarded life and death, just to break through the coalition's defenses. Although the warriors of the Immortal Sect and the Demon Clan fought desperately, without the treatment and support of Yuan Xi Zhenjun, their combat effectiveness was greatly reduced.

Every time a soldier fell, it meant that the coalition lost a bit of strength, and the demons took the opportunity to intensify their offensive.

"Master, our casualties are too severe!" A disciple of the Immortal Sect rushed into the command camp, covered in blood, his voice filled with despair. "Without Master Yuanxi's treatment, our soldiers will find it difficult to stand up again once they are injured."

Master Mingjing's face was solemn; he knew the seriousness of the situation.

Yuan Xi Zhenjun's absence not only affected the soldiers' morale, but also directly affected their continued combat effectiveness. He immediately ordered: "All reserve medical personnel, immediately go to the front lines and do your best to treat the wounded!"