I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

Amidst the entanglement of the nine human factions, dawn broke.

As dawn breaks over the Tianqi Mountains, a light mist rises from the peaks, and all things awaken.

Suddenly, the dawn seemed to be swallowed up by another blazing sun, and an extremely hot pressure swept across the sky, tearing the heavens apart.

As the cultivators looked up, they saw a blazing sun slowly rising at the horizon. Its light was even more dazzling than the real sunrise, with gold and red intertwined, like molten gold churning, making their eyes sting.

"Wait a minute... why is the sun rising in that direction?"

The next instant, the sun suddenly plummeted, descending upon the Tianqi Mountains with a devastating aura. The air burned, and waves of fire swept across the sky, turning the entire world into a dazzling gold.

Only then did everyone realize that it was not the real sun, but a figure.

Yan Yu, the strongest young member of the Golden Crow Clan, a quasi-demon god!

He stood on golden flames, his whole body burning with the true fire of the sun, every wisp of fire seemingly containing the power to burn the heavens.

Just by standing there, countless human cultivators felt their hair stand on end, experiencing a suffocating sense of impending death.

His gaze was cold and indifferent, like a god surveying the human world!

Yan Yu slightly raised his hand, and a vast flame power erupted from his body, transforming into a golden pillar of light that cleaved the sky and shot straight toward the Tianqi Mountains.

Mountains crumbled, and scorching flames surged from the cracks, billowing smoke rose into the sky, transforming into fiery clouds that blotted out the sun.

The fire spread rapidly, and every mountain peak began to turn to ashes in the scorching flames. The black smoke and scorching heat in the valley were almost unbearable for the cultivators.

The hidden cultivators, as well as those guarding the formation, fled in disarray.

Their formation shattered directly in the sea of ​​fire, offering no resistance whatsoever.

Then, Yan Yu appeared in three other locations, doing the same thing.

In less than half an hour, the Tianqi Mountains were no longer lush and green, but had turned into a boundless sea of ​​fire, with scorching light and rolling flames intertwined.

From the mountain peak where Shen Ming was located, everyone could see thick smoke billowing from all four directions.

Someone flew up to a high place and found that they were in the middle of a sea of ​​fire.

Human cultivators from all directions are fleeing here.

"A quasi-demon god!? What right do you have? This is a massacre!"

"They're planning to wipe everyone out in one fell swoop!"

"The demon race can't afford to lose!"

Everyone lost their composure. The quasi-demon god was equivalent to the human race's Dao God realm, and the flames burning now were the inextinguishable divine fire.

"Quickly summon your sect's divine son!"

Some independent cultivators looked to the sect disciples, asking them to send out a request for help.

However, during the apocalypse, it was impossible to send messages outwards, and people could only rest at night.

Holding on until nightfall became everyone's hope.

But considering it was only afternoon, everyone's hearts sank.

"This commotion can be seen from the Tower of Heaven; we don't necessarily have to wait until then," someone tried to reassure people.

However, the disciples of the sect were not very optimistic, considering the importance their elders placed on the Divine Child.

Immediately afterwards, all the figures looked toward the figure at the highest point.

The thrilling battle from before was still fresh in my mind.

The quasi-demon god was probably also after him.

Maybe... no, that's still too much of a stretch.

They quickly shook their heads, not daring to harbor any unrealistic fantasies.

It's not their fault; even Shen Ming himself felt it was a stretch.

It's broad daylight now, and there's no moon in the sky, so the power of Yin is greatly reduced, making our combat strength far inferior to that at night.

Let alone a quasi-demon god, he could only manage a draw against Cang Qing.

"We have no choice but to use the Heaven-Sealing Formation Diagram."

This is the trump card, the last resort.

Shen Ming looked down and said, "The quasi-demon god is coming for me and will start a great battle here. I have no time to take care of you all."

If the Heaven-Sealing Formation is activated, the sword formation will become useless and unable to protect others.

If the people on the mountain are willing to fight side by side, then it's nothing.

But if you're hoping to seek protection, you'll be disappointed.

A moment of silence fell over everyone, and no one made a move.

"But we have nowhere to go."

Until someone pointed it out.

The fire came from all directions, burning towards the mountain, making it impossible to escape.

Shen Ming smiled but didn't say anything more.

That's not something he needs to worry about; he just wants these people to be mentally prepared.

"I'm feeling a bit pessimistic right now."

Suddenly, Shen Ming couldn't help but think of this.

The fact that the human race of the Sixth Realm chose the Heavenly Ladder still had an impact on him.

Although I said I didn't care, I was still subconsciously disappointed.

Everyone sensed Shen Ming's attitude, and some muttered a few words silently before leaving the mountain.

Even if there's nowhere to go, it's better than staying here as a sitting duck.

Once someone takes the lead, even more people will leave.

In the end, less than 10% of the people stayed, and those who remained were much more determined than those who left.

"The demon race is being aggressive, so let's not let them get away with it," Han Lie said.

If there's no way out, then it's better to kill them all.

Shen Ming looked at the people who remained, lost in thought.

"We can't generalize, because good things are often in the minority," he thought to himself.

By noon, the fire had engulfed the entire mountain peak.

Looking out, all you could see were raging flames; not a single patch of green could be seen.

At this moment, several sword lights pierced through the sea of ​​fire, streaked across the sky, and headed towards the mountain peak.

"Taihao Sect, Wen Qingshu has come to our aid. Fellow Daoist, please open the formation."

The voice of the leading female sword cultivator resounded throughout the mountain peak.

Shen Mingyuan used his divine eyes to look over and, after confirming that there were no problems, let them in.

"Senior sister, did you come from outside the Fire Ocean?" Shen Ming asked.

The Tianqi Mountains span millions of kilometers, beyond the reach of Yan Yu's firepower.

Centered on the mountain peak of Shenming, the fire spread to an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles.

People in this area are undoubtedly unlucky.

But those who came in from outside to help were truly brave.

Wen Qingshu took out a black gold demon core; she actually intended to return it.

I also want to see who's so capable, able to chase after two little demon gods.

As a result, Yan Yu arrived first, causing a sea of ​​fire.

She knew what this meant; it was like drawing a circle in which everyone inside would die!

Wen Qingshu entered without much hesitation.

That's how sword cultivators are.

"Thank you, senior sister!"

Shen Ming sensed a familiar aura emanating from the demon core and knew it belonged to the little demon god who had run away.

"Why do you call me senior sister?" Wen Qingshu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Hmm? I'm also a disciple of the Taihao Sect's Sword Branch." Shen Ming thought the other party knew this, which was why he made the trip to deliver the demon core.

Wen Qingshu frowned; she was certain that the Sword Sect did not have such a person.

"You're the junior disciple who just started?"

Wen Qingshu thought of a possibility, but was not quite sure.

He's just started out; shouldn't he be at the early stage of the Void God Realm? Where did he get such strong combat power!