Junior sister took first place again

The space crack closed behind him with a bang, isolating him from the blood and noise of Guiyuantai, but also cutting off his last retreat.

Ning Jiasheng only felt that his body was torn and twisted by an irresistible force, as if it was about to be crushed in the violent turbulence of space.

Dazzling lights flashed wildly before my eyes, and in my ears were the suppressed cries of pain from the monsters and the teeth-grinding groans from space itself.

She clenched her teeth, and the demon blood and the orthodox mental method of Xuanling Sect flowing in her body spontaneously operated under extreme pressure. A layer of light golden demon power shield and red spiritual power light intertwined and flickered, protecting the vital parts of her body.

I don’t know how long it took, but the suffocating tearing sensation suddenly eased.

Pfft!Pfft!

Like dumplings being dropped into the water, Ning Jiasheng and thousands of wounded and weakened demons fell onto the hard and cold rocks.

The biting cold wind, carrying a strong smell of blood and unfamiliar gunpowder smoke, instantly filled my nostrils.

"This way!" A clear and ethereal voice pierced through the whistling turbulence.

The space ahead was slightly distorted, and several powerful demonic auras lit up like lighthouses.

Ning Jiasheng perked up and looked, only to see several figures anxiously waiting on a relatively stable piece of space debris.

Leading the group was an orchid with a graceful posture and a faint blue and moon-white sheen flowing throughout its body.

The petals are stacked, emitting a refreshing and exotic fragrance - it is Xueyou.

Beside Xue You, a demon tree with branches as strong as iron and dotted with a few blood-red cold plums stood quietly, with a lonely and cold temperament. It was Ji He.

The two demons glanced at Ning Jiasheng and his group, confirming the casualties. The cold branches trembled slightly, and an invisible murderous aura spread.

In the air, a gorgeous cyan-gold stream of light swirled down and transformed into a man with an upright figure and gorgeous wings on his back.

Fu E's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he scanned the surrounding void vigilantly.

Finally, a lazy and endlessly charming figure leaned against a space rock, with six fluffy fox tails swaying gently, as if stirring up an invisible phantom.

Qing Li's bewitching fox eyes were filled with worry. As soon as she saw Ning Jiasheng, she flashed to her side to check her injuries.

"I'm fine."

Ning Jiasheng stopped Qing Li from treating her wounds and looked at Fu E, who was in charge of reconnaissance, with an inquiring look.

Fu E's pleasant voice sounded solemnly, "The main road back to Youzhou has been cut off by the demonic tide. There are also large numbers of demonic birds circling in the sky, and the blockade is tight."

The wings of light behind him flashed slightly.

Qing Li's tail stopped wagging, and his voice was filled with a lazy but undeniable coldness. "Not only that, the 'aftermath' of Guiyuan Terrace is also chasing us. Those hypocritical fellows from the Immortal Sect, especially the mad dogs from Dongzhou, will never give up. We can't stay here for a moment."

"Let's go!" Ning Jiasheng made a quick decision, "Enter Youzhou as quickly as possible."

They dared not fly high in the sky and could only sneak among the mountains, valleys and dense forests.

In the sky above, one can occasionally see the flowing sword shadows wielded by the immortal monks whizzing past, and the powerful spiritual consciousness is like an invisible net, sweeping across the mountains and forests below again and again.

Behind them, they could vaguely sense several powerful auras that were like leeches clinging to their bones, locking onto their remaining demonic energy and chasing them relentlessly.

What is even more frightening is the increasingly dense demonic energy that permeates the air.

The originally beautiful mountains and rivers of Qingzhou are being eroded by an atmosphere of filth, greed, and destructive desire.

They witnessed with their own eyes the once peaceful village reduced to scorched earth, with traces of gnawing and solidified black demonic blood remaining.

Low-level, distorted monsters roamed the wilderness like locusts, fighting and devouring all living things.

In the distant sky, a huge demonic shadow emitting terrifying pressure would occasionally pass by, casting a suffocating shadow.

That is definitely not an ordinary demon, but more like a powerful demon general who rules a region.

They even encountered several waves of demon scouts.

Forced to adjust his route once again, Xue You closed his eyes, digging his white fingers into the charred soil. After a moment, he opened his eyes and spoke with a hint of solemnity:

"At the canyon pass directly ahead... there's a violent fluctuation of wood-element spiritual energy underground, carrying a murderous aura... it's an ambush."

Vines spread silently around Xue You, forming a temporary shelter.

A tiny ice-crystal plum blossom condensed from Ji He's fingertips, its petals trembling slightly. He spoke coldly, "Ten miles behind us, three extremely fast sword auras are escaping... They're sword cultivators in the Void Refinement Stage. They're carrying a strong malevolent aura, locking onto us."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his hand and several ice spikes shot out silently, nailing to the ground several shadow demons that tried to drill out of the cracks in the rocks.

There was a faint smile on Qing Li's lips, and his six fox tails stretched out like clouds and mist, and invisible waves swept across the back of the team.

The pursuing sword light suddenly stopped in the air, as if it had lost its direction, and the sound of angry sword whistling could be heard faintly.

The pursuers from the Immortal Sect were like a thorn in the flesh.

The high-ranking officials of the immortal sect, led by the Immortal Master Mengze and the Sect Master of Tianyuan Sect, under the banner of "killing demons and defending the way", used ruthless means and pressed forward step by step in accordance with the environment of demonic disaster.

There were ambushes at various passes time and time again, and the killing array combined with the sword cultivators' surprise attacks created dangers all around.

If the leaders were not powerful monsters with rich combat experience, they would have been entangled and their whereabouts would have been exposed.

Every encounter made the atmosphere in the team heavier.

Not only do they have to avoid the "Demon Killing Order" issued by the Immortal Alliance, but they also have to guard against the indiscriminate attacks of the demons.

The immortals and demons have now become their common enemies.

After a series of fearful fights and bloody battles, relying on the strong support of several great monsters and Ning Jiasheng's decisiveness, they finally crossed the war-torn Qingzhou and arrived at the border of Youzhou - the ancient land that belonged to the monster clan but was also shrouded in the shadow of the Demon Realm.

A familiar demonic wind, carrying a wild and chilling aura, blew towards them. The remaining demons' eyes flickered with a hint of relief and sadness at returning to their homeland...

"boom--!!!"

The ground beneath my feet shook violently without warning.

Ahead, at the edge of the iconic Broken Soul Mountains between Youzhou and Qingzhou, which stretched like the spine of a giant beast, a terrifying abyss crack that was bottomless and hundreds of feet wide, like a hideous scar, suddenly tore the earth apart.

What gushed out of the cracks was not magma, but a thick, insoluble, and sticky demonic energy as thick as ink!

This evil energy carried a soul-shaking filth and deathly silence, far surpassing anything they had encountered in Qingzhou.

The space at the edge of the crack was extremely unstable, flashing with ominous purple-black electric light. Faintly, one could see a twisted, desolate, sulfur-filled scene on the opposite side - that was definitely not the land of Youzhou.

"This... this is..." Fu E's wings instantly tensed, and his sharp eyes were filled with horror.

Qing Li's fox tail stopped swaying, and for the first time, a look of absolute solemnity appeared on her beautiful face. Her voice deepened, "Does the spatial rift... lead directly to the core of the Demon Realm? Or... has it already encroached upon a portion of the Demon Realm?"