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In the eerie and terrifying Demon Palace, Ye Qingcheng sat gloomily on the throne that once belonged to You Jun. His gaze was cold and deep, as if it could penetrate all the fog.

Looking around, the blood and mess on the ground were a testament to the brutal battle for power transition that had just taken place.

You Jun's former subordinates fell to the ground in all directions, and their blood dyed every inch of the Demon Palace red.

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his inner turmoil.

He originally thought that Youjun could consume Jiang Qingwu's strength, but he didn't expect that the girl was so powerful that she killed Youjun directly.

Moreover, she seemed to be completely unafraid of the limitations of a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, which made Ye Qingcheng feel unprecedented pressure.

"Jiang Qingwu..." Ye Qingcheng murmured the name in a low voice, frowning and falling into deep thought.

He recalled his previous battle with He Yihuan. Although He Yihuan was powerful at that time, he at least took into account the rules of the cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage.

But now facing Jiang Qingwu, this rule seemed to have no binding force on her, which made Ye Qingcheng not know how to deal with it for a moment.

In the Wuliang Sect's Sishan Building, Jiang Qingwu appeared. After a period of healing, her complexion had improved a lot.

"Junior Sister Jiang, try these quickly. I prepared them especially for you!" Pei Yi smiled as he placed one delicious dish after another in front of Jiang Qingwu.

Jiang Qingwu looked at the table full of delicious food, his heart filled with gratitude: "Brother Pei, thank you so much!"

She picked up her chopsticks and savored the delicacies with a satisfied look on her face. However, while enjoying the food, she discovered that Lin Muci and the others were not there.

"Senior Brother Pei, why don't I see Mu Ci and the others?" Jiang Qingwu asked.

Pei Yi smiled and replied, "They are all in seclusion to prepare for the upcoming challenges."

After hearing this, Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly, a pleased smile on his face: "That's great. I hope they can all make some breakthroughs."

After finishing the meal, Jiang Qingwu stood up and said goodbye to Pei Yi: "Brother Pei, I will not bother you any more. I am going to the Demon Palace."

Pei Yi looked at her worriedly: "Junior Sister Jiang, you must be careful!"

Jiang Qingwu nodded firmly and turned to leave.

In the Creation Department of the upper realm, "Zhu Guangji" and He Yihuan were still secretly investigating the secrets. They acted cautiously, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

Ling Yuanpei, who was in charge of the Creation Department, had actually noticed the two men's movements long ago. However, he chose to remain silent and did not interfere with their actions.

In Ling Yuanpei's view, everything seemed to be developing according to some natural laws, and he wanted to see where it would end up.

Jiang Qingwu hurried along and soon arrived at the gate of the Demon Palace. She looked up at this magnificent palace filled with evil, without any fear in her heart.

"Ye Qingcheng, today is the day you die!" Jiang Qingwu shouted loudly, and his voice echoed in front of the empty Demon Palace.

She walked into the Demon Palace with a firm step. The atmosphere inside the Demon Palace was oppressive and solemn, and it seemed as if countless pairs of eyes were hidden in the dark corners, peeping at her.

Jiang Qingwu tightly gripped the Qiluan Sword in her hand. The sword body flashed with dazzling rainbow light, like a flash of lightning that cut through the darkness, illuminating the road ahead of her.

At this moment, the Qiluan Sword merged with her, becoming a powerful weapon for her to move forward bravely and defeat powerful enemies.

At the same time, Ye Qingcheng, who was in the depths of the Demon Palace, also heard Jiang Qingwu's clear and firm cry.

He was originally leaning lazily in the chair, but when the voice reached his ears, his body trembled slightly, and then he slowly stood up straight.

A hint of determination gradually appeared in his deep eyes, as if he had already anticipated this moment.

"Since you are here, let us fight to the death here!" Ye Qingcheng roared in a low voice, his voice echoing in the empty hall with a heart-pounding pressure.

Before he finished speaking, two figures met in the center of the Demon Palace's hall like shooting stars.

Their eyes met in the air, and countless sparks burst out instantly, as if even the surrounding air was ignited.

Jiang Qingwu did not hesitate at all. She waved her arm, and the Qiluan Sword drew a beautiful arc, carrying a sharp sword energy and heading straight for Ye Qingcheng.

Seeing this, Ye Qingcheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something, then a powerful magic power gushed out from his body, forming a solid shield that blocked Jiang Qingwu's attack.

However, Jiang Qingwu's attack did not stop there. She flashed and circled behind Ye Qingcheng like a ghost, swinging her sword again.

Ye Qingcheng reacted extremely quickly, dodging the fatal blow by leaning sideways, and at the same time slapped out with his backhand, and the palm wind whistled towards Jiang Qingwu.

In this way, the two of them fought back and forth, launching a thrilling life-and-death contest. Within the Demon Palace, lights flickered, and all sorts of brilliant and colorful spells collided, erupting in waves of deafening roars.

Jiang Qingwu's swordsmanship became more and more fierce, and each sword contained an overwhelming force, making people dare not easily resist his sharp edge.

Ye Qingcheng relied on his profound skills acquired through years of practice and those insidious and cunning moves to hold on to the situation.

As time went on, the battle situation gradually turned in Jiang Qingwu's favor. She keenly caught the flaw in Ye Qingcheng's defense, and a cunning glint flashed in her eyes.

She suddenly leaped up, raised the Qiluan Sword high, and then stabbed it at Ye Qingcheng's vital parts with a thunderous force.

Ye Qingcheng narrowly avoided it, but still suffered a wound on his body.

"Damn it!" Ye Qingcheng roared.

He tried his best to turn the situation around, but Jiang Qingwu became more and more courageous, not giving Ye Qingcheng any chance to breathe.

At this moment, a powerful force suddenly surged from the depths of the Demon Palace. This force was mysterious and sinister, causing both Jiang Qingwu and Ye Qingcheng to shudder.

"What is this?" Jiang Qingwu looked vigilantly in the direction where the power came from.

Ye Qingcheng showed a strange smile on his face: "It seems that the outcome is still uncertain..."

Jiang Qingwu was not affected by his words and was still concentrating on preparing to deal with any possible changes that might occur next.

In the upper realm, He Yihuan and Zhu Guangji's investigation gradually approached the core of the truth. However, they also knew that the closer they got to the truth, the greater the danger they faced.

"No matter what, we can't give up," said He Yihuan.

"Zhuguangji" nodded, and the two continued to explore deeper.

Meanwhile, the battle between Jiang Qingwu and Ye Qingcheng in the Demon Palace has entered a fierce stage. Who will win and who will lose will soon be revealed...

The mysterious power fluctuations became stronger and stronger, and the entire Demon Palace began to tremble.

Jiang Qingwu's heart was filled with alarm. She knew very well that the emergence of this power was no accident and must be Ye Qingcheng's hidden trick.

Ye Qingcheng took advantage of this opportunity to quickly step back a few steps and adjust his breathing.

A smug smile appeared on his lips: "Jiang Qingwu, do you think you can easily win today?"

Jiang Qingwu snorted coldly and replied with a firm gaze: "No matter what conspiracy you have, I will not back down."

After saying that, she raised her sword again and attacked Ye Qingcheng.

However, just as she was about to approach Ye Qingcheng, the mysterious force suddenly turned into a black barrier, blocking her way.

Jiang Qingwu swung his sword hard and hit the barrier, but it only caused ripples and failed to break it.

"Hahahaha!" Ye Qingcheng laughed uncontrollably. "This is the magic array I carefully prepared. Do you think you can break through it?"

Jiang Qingwu gritted her teeth, secretly thinking of a countermeasure. She kept trying to attack the barrier from different angles, but to no avail.

Just as she was feeling anxious, an idea suddenly struck her. She recalled her previous experience fighting Youjun, and thought she might be able to find a way to break the spell.

Jiang Qingwu calmed down and carefully felt the flow of this mysterious power. After some exploration, she finally found a weak point.

She concentrated all her spiritual energy into the Qiluan Sword, causing it to glow brightly. Jiang Qingwu shouted loudly and fiercely stabbed at the weak point.

There was a loud "bang" and the black barrier shattered instantly.

Ye Qingcheng's face changed drastically. Before he could react, Jiang Qingwu's sword was already pointing at his throat.

"Ye Qingcheng, your doomsday has come." Jiang Qingwu said coldly.

A trace of despair and unwillingness flashed in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, but it was too late to change the situation.

Just as Jiang Qingwu was about to give Ye Qingcheng the final blow, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the side and blocked Ye Qingcheng.

Jiang Qingwu took a closer look and found that it was one of Ye Qingcheng's trusted subordinates.

"Master, let's go!" the subordinate shouted.

Ye Qingcheng took this opportunity and turned around to flee into the depths of the Demon Palace.

How could Jiang Qingwu let him go so easily? She flashed and quickly caught up with him.

Jiang Qingwu pursued Ye Qingcheng relentlessly through the winding corridors of the Demon Palace. Ye Qingcheng looked back as he fled, his heart filled with fear.

Finally, Ye Qingcheng escaped to a secret room and rushed in without hesitation.

Jiang Qingwu chased to the door and was about to enter when he suddenly felt a powerful restraining force.

She carefully explored it and found that the restriction was extremely powerful. If she forced her way in, she would probably suffer serious injuries.

While she was hesitating, the situation in the Demon Palace changed again.

The remaining demons who were originally subdued by Ye Qingcheng, seeing that Ye Qingcheng was doomed, turned against him one after another.

They surrounded Jiang Qingwu and tried to stop her from chasing Ye Qingcheng.

Jiang Qingwu looked at these demons, his heart burning with anger.

"How dare you, a bunch of you ignorant people, block my way!"

After saying that, she brandished the Qiluan Sword and started a fierce battle with these demons.

On the other hand, in the Creation Department of the upper realm, He Yihuan and "Zhu Guangji" also encountered a new crisis.

Their investigation attracted the attention of some mysterious forces, which began to secretly obstruct and attack them.

He Yihuan and "Zhu Guangji" had to deal with these attacks while continuing to search for the truth.

Zhu Guangji said solemnly, "It seems we have touched upon the interests of certain people. The road ahead will be even more difficult."

He Yihuan replied firmly: "No matter what, we can't give up."

At this time, Jiang Qingwu was fighting hard in the Demon Palace. Although there were many remaining demons, her strength far exceeded theirs.

After a fierce battle, the remaining demons gradually lost and began to collapse.

Jiang Qingwu broke free from their entanglement and came to the secret room again.

She took a deep breath and prepared to break through the restriction by force.

And Ye Qingcheng in the secret room was anxiously looking for a way to escape.

He knew that once Jiang Qingwu broke through the restriction and came in, he would have no way to survive.

Jiang Qingwu gritted her teeth and poured all her spiritual energy into the Qiluan Sword. The blade shone with rainbow light, emitting a powerful wave of power. She swung the sword forward fiercely, and a sharp sword energy rushed straight towards the powerful restriction.

There was a loud "boom" sound, and the forbidden light flickered, and some cracks appeared. Seeing this, Jiang Qingwu was delighted and exerted his strength again, swinging his sword several times in succession.

Finally, the barrier broke under her powerful attack. Jiang Qingwu rushed into the secret room without hesitation, only to see Ye Qingcheng standing in a corner, holding a mysterious magic weapon in his hand, as if making a final struggle.

"Jiang Qingwu, don't force me!" Ye Qingcheng said anxiously.

Jiang Qingwu sneered, "Today is the day you die. No matter what means you use, you will not be able to escape death."

After saying that, she raised her sword and stabbed at Ye Qingcheng. Ye Qingcheng hurriedly raised his magic weapon to block, but Jiang Qingwu's sword was so sharp that it knocked the magic weapon away in an instant.

Ye Qingcheng closed his eyes in despair, waiting for death to come. At this moment, a ray of light suddenly lit up from the depths of the secret room, enveloping Ye Qingcheng.

Jiang Qingwu was startled and quickly swung his sword to cut at the light, but was bounced back by a powerful force.

"This is..." Jiang Qingwu frowned, secretly alert in his heart.

The light dissipated, and a mysterious figure appeared beside Ye Qingcheng. This person was dressed in a black robe, and his face was obscured by shadows, so his true appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Who are you? How dare you stop me?" Jiang Qingwu shouted angrily.

The mysterious man let out a deep laugh: "Little girl, this is not something you can interfere in."

Jiang Qingwu snorted coldly: "No matter who you are, Ye Qingcheng must die today!"

The mysterious man shook his head slightly: "If you insist on doing this, don't blame me for being rude."

As he spoke, a powerful aura of pressure emanated from the mysterious man, making it difficult for Jiang Qingwu to breathe. However, she did not flinch and once again raised the Qiluan Sword, ready to fight.

As the two sides were on the verge of a war, He Yihuan and Zhu Guangji from the upper realm also fell into a desperate situation. The attacks from those mysterious forces became increasingly fierce, and they gradually found it difficult to resist.

"Are we really going to fail at the last moment?" He Yihuan was anxious.

"Zhu Guang Ji" has a determined look in his eyes: "I will never give up until the last moment."

The two of them looked at each other and decided to overcome the current predicament before making any plans...

In the secret room of the Demon Palace, Jiang Qingwu's battle with the mysterious man is about to begin. No one knows what the final outcome will be...

The tension between Jiang Qingwu and the mysterious man reached its peak. Although the mysterious man was powerful, Jiang Qingwu's determination remained undimmed. She swung her sword again and attacked Ye Qingcheng.

The mysterious man tried to stop him, but Jiang Qingwu's attack was swift and resolute. The Qiluan Sword shone brightly, instantly penetrating Ye Qingcheng's defenses and piercing his heart.

Ye Qingcheng's eyes widened, blood spurted out of his mouth, his body slowly fell down, and he died.

The mysterious man was furious and tried to attack Jiang Qingwu. Jiang Qingwu resisted with all her might, and the collision of their strength caused the entire chamber to shake violently.

After a fierce confrontation, Jiang Qingwu was seriously injured, and the mysterious man was also affected and suffered minor injuries.

The mysterious man was furious and wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of Jiang Qingwu. He raised his hand and gathered a powerful force, blasting towards Jiang Qingwu.

At this critical moment, the Qiluan Sword automatically protected its master, releasing a powerful force to block the mysterious man's attack.

The mysterious man felt a sudden surge of fear upon seeing the Qiluan Sword, as if the sword held a power he feared greatly. Knowing it would be difficult to obtain it today, he snorted coldly and hurried away.

The unconscious Jiang Qingwu was carried by the sword spirit of the Qiluan Sword and turned into a ray of light, flying towards the Wuliang Sect.

At the same time, in the upper realm, He Yihuan and "Zhu Guangji" hid in a deserted immortal palace at the critical moment, thus escaping the pursuit of the mysterious organization.

"That was a close call!" He Yihuan said with lingering fear.

"Don't let your guard down for now. We can't act rashly for now, so as not to alert the enemy." "Zhuguangji" said solemnly.

The two of them rested in the immortal palace for a while, but not long after, they heard the news that Yuanpei Zhenjun of the Creation Department was injured.

He Yihuan frowned, "This matter is probably not simple. Master Yuanpei is very powerful, how could he be injured so easily?"

Zhu Guangji said thoughtfully, "Perhaps there is a deeper conspiracy hidden in this."

The two looked at each other and decided to stay put, observe secretly, and wait for the opportunity to continue to explore the truth.